It happened after these things, that Navot the Yizre`eli had a vineyard, which was in Yizre`el, hard by the palace of Ach'av king of Shomron.
Hosea 10:7 - Hebrew Names version (HNV) Shomron and her king float away, like a twig on the water. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing 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. |
It happened after these things, that Navot the Yizre`eli had a vineyard, which was in Yizre`el, hard by the palace of Ach'av king of Shomron.
But the angel of the LORD said to Eliyahu the Tishbi, Arise, go up to meet the messengers of the king of Shomron, and tell them, Is it because there is no God in Yisra'el, that you go to inquire of Ba`al-Zevuv, the god of `Ekron?
Hoshea the son of Elah made a conspiracy against Pekach the son of Remalyahu, and struck him, and killed him, and reigned in his place, in the twentieth year of Yotam the son of `Uzziyah.
The king of Ashur found conspiracy in Hoshea; for he had sent messengers to So king of Egypt, and offered no tribute to the king of Ashur, as he had done year by year: therefore the king of Ashur shut him up, and bound him in prison.
So Beit-El will do to you because of your great wickedness. At daybreak the king of Yisra'el will be destroyed.
Surely now they will say, *We have no king; for we don't fear the LORD; and the king, what can he do for us?*
The high places also of Aven, the sin of Yisra'el, will be destroyed. The thorn and the thistle will come up on their altars. They will tell the mountains, *Cover us!* and the hills, *Fall on us!*
I have given you a king in my 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 has been reserved forever.