And it came to pass after these things, that Naboth the Jezreelite had a vineyard, which was in Jezreel, hard by the palace of Ahab king of Samaria.
Hosea 10:7 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895 As for Samaria, her king is cut off, as foam upon the water. More versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 As for Samaria, her king is cut off as the foam upon the water. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition As for Samaria, her king and her whole monarchy are cut off like twigs or foam upon the water. American Standard Version (1901) As for Samaria, her king is cut off, as foam upon the water. Common English Bible Samaria will be cut off; her king is like a chip of wood on the surface of the water. Catholic Public Domain Version Samaria has required her king to pass by, like foam on the face of the water. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Samaria hath made her king to pass as froth upon the face of the water. |
And it came to pass after these things, that Naboth the Jezreelite had a vineyard, which was in Jezreel, hard by the palace of Ahab king of Samaria.
But the angel of the LORD said to Elijah the Tishbite, Arise, go up to meet the messengers of the king of Samaria, and say unto them, Is it because there is no God in Israel, that ye go to inquire of Baal-zebub the god of Ekron?
And Hoshea the son of Elah made a conspiracy against Pekah the son of Remaliah, and smote him, and slew him, and reigned in his stead, in the twentieth year of Jotham the son of Uzziah.
And the king of Assyria found conspiracy in Hoshea; for he had sent messengers to So king of Egypt, and offered no present to the king of Assyria, as he had done year by year: therefore the king of Assyria shut him up, and bound him in prison.
So shall Beth-el do unto you because of your great wickedness: at daybreak shall the king of Israel be utterly cut off.
Surely now shall they say, We have no king: for we fear not the LORD; and the king, what can he do for us?
The high places also of Aven, the sin of Israel, shall be destroyed: the thorn and the thistle shall come up on their altars; and they shall say to the mountains, Cover us; and to the hills, Fall on us.
I have given thee a king in mine anger, and have taken him away in my wrath.
Wild waves of the sea, foaming out their own shame; wandering stars, for whom the blackness of darkness hath been reserved for ever.