They have set up kings, but not by me: they have made princes, and I knew it
not: of their silver and their gold have they made them idols, that they may be cut off.
Thy calf, O Samaria, hath cast thee
off; mine anger is kindled against them: how long will it be
ere they attain to innocency?
For from Israel was
it also: the workman made it; therefore it is
not God: but the calf of Samaria shall be broken in pieces.
For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind: it hath no stalk: the bud shall yield no meal: if so be it yield, the strangers shall swallow it up.