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Hosea 7:5-9
New American Standard Bible

Chapter 7

5On the day of our king, the officials became sick with the heat of wine; He stretched out his hand with scoffers, 6For their hearts are like an oven As they approach their plotting; Their anger smolders all night, In the morning it burns like flaming fire. 7All of them are hot like an oven, And they consume their rulers; All their kings have fallen. None of them calls on Me. 8Ephraim is himself thrown about with the nations; Ephraim has become a round loaf not turned over. 9Strangers devour his strength, Yet he does not know it; Gray hairs also are sprinkled on him, Yet he does not know it.
King James Version

Chapter 7

5In the day of our king the princes have made him sick with bottles of wine; he stretched out his hand with scorners.
6For they have made ready their heart like an oven, whiles they lie in wait: their baker sleepeth all the night; in the morning it burneth as a flaming fire.
7They are all hot as an oven, and have devoured their judges; all their kings are fallen: there is none among them that calleth unto me. 8Ephraim, he hath mixed himself among the people; Ephraim is a cake not turned.
9Strangers have devoured his strength, and he knoweth it not: yea, gray hairs are here and there upon him, yet he knoweth not.
Christian Standard Bible

Chapter 7

5On the day of our king, the princes are sick with the heat of wine — there is a conspiracy with traitors.
6For they—their hearts like an oven— draw him into their oven. Their anger smolders all night; in the morning it blazes like a flaming fire. 7All of them are as hot as an oven, and they consume their rulers. All their kings fall; not one of them calls on me. 8Ephraim has allowed himself to get mixed up with the nations. Ephraim is unturned bread baked on a griddle. 9Foreigners consume his strength, but he does not notice. Even his hair is streaked with gray, but he does not notice.
New Living Translation

Chapter 7

5On royal holidays, the princes get drunk with wine, carousing with those who mock them. 6Their hearts are like an oven blazing with intrigue. Their plot smolders through the night, and in the morning it breaks out like a raging fire. 7Burning like an oven, they consume their leaders. They kill their kings one after another, and no one cries to me for help.
8'The people of Israel mingle with godless foreigners, making themselves as worthless as a half-baked cake! 9Worshiping foreign gods has sapped their strength, but they don’t even know it. Their hair is gray, but they don’t realize they’re old and weak.
English Standard Version

Chapter 7

5On the day of our king, the princes became sick with the heat of wine; he stretched out his hand with mockers. 6For with hearts like an oven they approach their intrigue; all night their anger smolders; in the morning it blazes like a flaming fire. 7All of them are hot as an oven, and they devour their rulers. All their kings have fallen, and none of them calls upon me. 8Ephraim mixes himself with the peoples; Ephraim is a cake not turned. 9 Strangers devour his strength, and he knows it not; gray hairs are sprinkled upon him, and he knows it not.
New International Version

Chapter 7

5On the day of the festival of our king the princes become inflamed with wine, and he joins hands with the mockers. 6Their hearts are like an oven; they approach him with intrigue. Their passion smolders all night; in the morning it blazes like a flaming fire.
7All of them are hot as an oven; they devour their rulers. All their kings fall, and none of them calls on me. 8"Ephraim mixes with the nations; Ephraim is a flat loaf not turned over. 9Foreigners sap his strength, but he does not realize it. His hair is sprinkled with gray, but he does not notice.
New King James Version

Chapter 7

5In the day of our king Princes have made him sick, inflamed with wine; He stretched out his hand with scoffers. 6They prepare their heart like an oven, While they lie in wait; Their baker sleeps all night; In the morning it burns like a flaming fire. 7They are all hot, like an oven, And have devoured their judges; All their kings have fallen. None among them calls upon Me. 8“Ephraim has mixed himself among the peoples; Ephraim is a cake unturned. 9 Aliens have devoured his strength, But he does not know it; Yes, gray hairs are here and there on him, Yet he does not know it.
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