14. Give them, Lord!give them what?Give them a miscarrying womb,and dry breasts!
15. All their misfortune began in Gilgal;yes, there I rejected them.Because of their wicked deedsI will drive them out of my house.I will love them no longer;all their princes are rebels.
16. Ephraim is stricken,their root is dried up;they will bear no fruit.Were they to bear children,I would slay the beloved of their womb.
17. My God will disown thembecause they have not listened to him;they will be wanderers among the nations.