How can I give you up, Ephraim? How can I hand you over, Israel? How can I make you like Admah? How can I treat you like Zeboiim? My heart winces within me; my compassion grows warm and tender.
I won't act on the heat of my anger; I won't return to destroy Ephraim; for I am God and not a human being, the holy one in your midst; I won't come in harsh judgment.
They will walk after the LORD, who roars like a lion. When he roars, his children will come trembling from the west.
They will come trembling like a bird, and like a dove from the land of Assyria; and I will return them to their homes, says the LORD.