"When Israel was only a child, I loved him. I called out, 'My son!' - called him out of Egypt.
But when others called him, he ran off and left me. He worshiped the popular sex gods, he played at religion with toy gods.
Still, I stuck with him. I led Ephraim. I rescued him from human bondage, But he never acknowledged my help,
never admitted that I was the one pulling his wagon, That I lifted him, like a baby, to my cheek, that I bent down to feed him.