*When Efrayim saw his sickness, and Yehudah his wound, Then Efrayim went to Ashur, and sent to king Yarev: but he is not able to heal you, neither will he cure you of your wound.
There came against the land Pul the king of Ashur; and Menachem gave Pul one thousand talents of silver, that his hand might be with him to confirm the kingdom in his hand.
In the days of Pekach king of Yisra'el came Tiglat-Pil'eser king of Ashur, and took `Iyon, and Avel-Beit-Ma`akhah, and Yano`ach, and Kedesh, and Chatzor, and Gil`ad, and the Galil, all the land of Naftali; and he carried them captive to Ashur.
So Achaz sent messengers to Tiglat-Pil'eser king of Ashur, saying, I am your servant and your son: come up, and save me out of the hand of the king of Syria, and out of the hand of the king of Yisra'el, who rise up against me.
Efrayim feeds on wind, and chases the east wind. He continually multiplies lies and desolation. They make a covenant with Ashur, and oil is carried into Egypt.
Ashur can't save us. We won't ride on horses; neither will we say any more to the work of our hands, 'Our gods!' for in you the fatherless finds mercy.*
She will follow after her lovers, but she won't overtake them; and she will seek them, but won't find them. Then she will say, 'I will go and return to my first husband; for then was it better with me than now.'