E'phraim mixes himself with the peoples; E'phraim is a cake not turned.
Aliens devour his strength, and he knows it not; gray hairs are sprinkled upon him, and he knows it not.
The pride of Israel witnesses against him; yet they do not return to the LORD their God, nor seek him, for all this.
E'phraim is like a dove, silly and without sense, calling to Egypt, going to Assyria.
Revised Standard Version of the Bible, copyright 1952 [2nd edition, 1971] by the Division of Christian Education of the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved. (Revised Standard Version w/ Apocrypha)