For, lo, they are gone because of destruction: Egypt shall gather them up, Memphis shall bury them: the pleasant places for their silver, nettles shall possess them: thorns shall be in their tabernacles.
Ephraim is smitten, their root is dried up, they shall bear no fruit: yea, though they bring forth, yet will I slay even the beloved fruit of their womb.
For now they shall say, We have no king, because we feared not the LORD; what then should a king do to us?
So shall Bethel do unto you because of your great wickedness: in a morning shall the king of Israel utterly be cut off.
I gave thee a king in mine anger, and took him away in my wrath.