CHAPTER 8
Put the trumpet
to
your lips!
An eagle
comes against
the house
of the LORD,
because
they have transgressed
My covenant
and rebelled
against
My law.
They
set up kings,
but not
by Me.
They make princes,
but without
My approval.
With their silver
and gold
they make
themselves
idols,
to
their own destruction.
He has rejected
your calf,
O Samaria.
My anger
burns
against them.
How long will they be
incapable
of innocence?
For
this thing
is from Israel—
a craftsman
made it,
and it
is not
God.
It will be
broken to pieces,
that calf
of Samaria.
Indeed,
they sow
the wind
and reap
the whirlwind.
There is no
standing grain;
what sprouts
fails
to yield
flour.
Even if
it should produce,
the foreigners
would swallow it up.
Though
they hire allies
among the nations,
I will now
round them up,
and they will begin
to diminish
under the oppression
of the king
of princes.
Though they offer
sacrifices
given to Me
and eat
the meat,
the LORD
does not
accept them.
Now
He will remember
their iniquity
and punish
their sins:
They
will return
to Egypt.
Israel
has forgotten
his Maker
and built
palaces;
Judah
has multiplied
its fortified
cities.
But I will send
fire
upon their cities,
and it will consume
their citadels.