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Hosea 9:1 - The Scriptures 1998

1 O Yisra’ĕ

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Rejoice not, O Israel, for joy, as other people: for thou hast gone a whoring from thy God, thou hast loved a reward upon every cornfloor.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 REJOICE NOT, O Israel, with exultation as do the peoples, for you have played the harlot, forsaking your God. You have loved [a harlot's] hire upon every threshing floor [ascribing the harvest to the Baals instead of to God].

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Rejoice not, O Israel, for joy, like the peoples; for thou hast played the harlot, departing from thy God; thou hast loved hire upon every grain-floor.

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Common English Bible

1 Don’t rejoice, Israel! Don’t celebrate as other nations do; for as whores you have gone away from your God. You have loved a prostitute’s pay on all threshing floors of grain.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Do not choose to rejoice, Israel; do not celebrate as the crowds do. For you have been committing fornication against your God; you have loved a prize upon every threshing floor of wheat.

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Hosea 9:1
24 Cross References  

For look, those who are far from You perish; You shall cut off all those Who go whoring away from You.


by day make your plant to grow, and in the morning make your seed to flourish – but the harvest is a heap in the day of grief and incurable pain.


“Your own evil instructs you, and your backslidings reprove you. Know therefore and see that it is evil and bitter that you have forsaken יהוה  your Elohim, and that My fear is not in you,” declares the Master יהוה  of hosts.


“For of old you have broken your yoke and tore of your bonds. And you said, ‘I am not serving You,’ when on every high hill and under every green tree you lay down, a whore.


“But we shall do whatever has gone out of our own mouth, to burn incense to the sovereigness of the heavens and pour out drink offerings to her, as we have done, we and our fathers, our sovereigns and our heads, in the cities of Yehuḏ


Rejoice and be glad, O daughter of Eḏ


“But you trusted in your own loveliness, and whored because of your name, and poured out your whorings on everyone passing by who would have it.


“How weak is your heart!” declares the Master יהוה, “seeing you do all this, the deeds of a shameless whore.


“And what comes up in your spirit shall never be, when you say, ‘Let us be like the gentiles, like the tribes in other lands, serving wood and stone.’


‘It is sharpened to make a slaughter, it is polished to flash like lightning!’ Or shall we rejoice? My son, you have despised the rod, every stick!


The inhabitants of Shomeron fear because of the calf of Bĕ


and lay waste her vines and her fig trees, of which she has said, ‘these are my rewards that my lovers have given me.’ And I shall make them a forest, and the beasts of the field shall eat them.


“My people ask from their Wood, and their Staff declares to them. For a spirit of whorings has led them astray, and they went whoring from under their Elohim.


“Their deeds do not allow them to turn back to their Elohim, for the spirit of whorings is among them, and they do not know יהוה.


“They have acted treacherously against יהוה, for they have brought forth strange children. Now a new moon shall devour them with their portions.


“You alone have I known of all the clans of the earth, therefore I punish you for all your crookednesses.”


“And burn an offering of thanksgiving with leaven, proclaim voluntary offerings, loudly. For you have loved this, you children of Yisra’ĕ


you who are rejoicing over a matter of naught, who say, “Have we not taken horns for ourselves by our own strength?”


and shall turn your festivals into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation, and bring sackcloth on all loins, and baldness on every head, and shall make it like mourning for an only son, and its end like a day of bitterness.


But now you boast in your proud speeches. All such boasting is wicked.


Come now, rich ones, weep, crying aloud over the hardships coming upon you!


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