Hosea 2:10; Hosea 7:5; Hosea 12:7; Hosea 12:10; Hosea 13:14; Hosea 14:3
"And then I will uncover her lewdness In the sight of her lovers, And no one will rescue her out of My hand.
On the day of our king, the princes became sick with the heat of wine; He stretched out his hand with scoffers,
A merchant, in whose hands are false balances, He loves to oppress.
I have also spoken to the prophets, And I gave numerous visions, And through the prophets I gave parables.
Shall I ransom them from the power of Sheol? Shall I redeem them from death? O Death, where are your thorns? O Sheol, where is your sting? Compassion will be hidden from My sight.
"Assyria will not save us, We will not ride on horses; Nor will we say again, 'Our god,' To the work of our hands; For in You the orphan finds mercy."