Israel Will Reap the Whirlwind 1Set the trumpet to thy mouth,
2Israel shoulde haue sayde vnto me: Thou art my God, we knowe thee.
3But he hath refused the thyng that is good, therfore shall the enemie pursue him.
4They haue ordeyned kinges, but not through me, they haue made princes, and I knewe it not: of their siluer and golde haue they made them idols, therfore shall they be destroyed.
5Thy Calfe O Samaria hath cast thee of, for my wrathfull indignation is gone foorth agaynst them: howe long wyll they be without innocencie?
6For
7They haue sowen winde, therfore shall they reape a whirlewinde: it hath no stalke, the bud shall bryng foorth no meale: and if haplie it do, straungers shall deuour it vp.
8Israel is deuoured, nowe shall they be among the gentiles as a vessell of no reputation.
9For they haue gone vp to Assyria
10And though they haue hired them among the heathen, yet nowe wyll I gather them, and they shall begyn to be weery with the burthen of the king and the prince.
11Ephraim hath made many aulters to do wickednesse, his aulters
12I haue written to them the great thinges of my lawe,
13They sacrifice fleshe for the sacrifice of mine offeringes, & eate it,
14For Israel hath forgotten him that made him, & hath builded faire palaces, and Iuda hath encreased strong cities: but I wyll sende a fire into their cities, and it shall consume their palaces. |