3 They make the king glad with their wickedness,and the princes with their lies.
4 They are all adulterers.They are burning like an oven that the baker stops stirring,from the kneading of the dough, until it is leavened.
5 On the day of our king, the princes made themselves sick with the heat of wine.He joined his hand with mockers.
6 For they have prepared their heart like an oven,while they lie in wait.Their baker sleeps all the night.In the morning it burns as a flaming fire.
7 They are all hot as an oven,and devour their judges.All their kings have fallen.There is no one among them who calls to me.
8 Ephraim, he mixes himself among the nations.Ephraim is a pancake not turned over.
9 Strangers have devoured his strength,and he doesn’t realize it.Indeed, gray hairs are here and there on him,and he doesn’t realize it.