The Book of Hosea Chapter 9 – New King James Version (NKJV) – Audio Bible

Chapter 9. Do not rejoice o Israel with joy like Other peoples for you have played the Harlot against your God You have made love for hire on every Threshing floor The threshing floor and the wine press Shall not feed them And the new wine shall fail in her They shall not dwell in the Lord's land But Ephraim shall return to Egypt And shall eat unclean things in Assyria They shall not offer wine offerings to The Lord nor shall their sacrifices be Pleasing to him It shall be like bread of mourners to Them All who eat it shall be defiled For their bread shall be for their own Life It shall not come into the house of the Lord What will you do in the appointed day And in the day of the Feast of the Lord For indeed they are gone because of Destruction Egypt Shall Gather them up Memphis shall Bury them Nettles shall possess their valuables of Silver Thorns shall be in their tents The days of punishment have come The days of recompense have come Israel knows

The prophet is a fool the spiritual man Is insane because of the greatness of Your iniquity and great enmity The Watchman of Ephraim is with my God But the prophet is a Fowler's snare in All his ways Enmity in the house of his God They are deeply corrupted as in the days Of gibea He will remember their iniquity He will punish their sins I found Israel like grapes in the Wilderness I saw your fathers as the first fruits On the Fig Tree in its first season But they went to bail pior and separated Themselves to that shame They became an Abomination like the Thing they loved As for Ephraim their Glory shall fly Away like a bird No birth no pregnancy and no conception Though they bring up their children yet I will bereave them to the last man Yes woe to them when I depart from them Just as I saw Ephraim like Tire planted In a pleasant place So Ephraim will bring out his children To the murderer Give them O Lord what will you give Them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts All their wickedness is in gilgal For there I hated them Because of the evil of their deeds I

Will drive them from my house I will love them no more All their princes are rebellious Ephraim is stricken their root is dried Up They shall bear no fruit Yes were they to Bear children I would Kill The Darlings of their womb My God will cast them away Because they did not obey him And they shall be Wanderers among the Nations

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