After these things, Naboth the Jezreelite had a vineyard which was in Jezreel, next to the palace of Ahab king of Samaria.
Hosea 10:7 - Y'all Version Bible Samaria 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. |
After these things, Naboth the Jezreelite had a vineyard which was in Jezreel, next to the palace of Ahab king of Samaria.
But the Angel of YHWH said to Elijah the Tishbite, “Get up and go up to meet the messengers of the king of Samaria, and tell them, ‘Is it because there is no God in Israel that y’all are going to inquire of Baal Zebub, the god of Ekron?
Hoshea the son of Elah made a conspiracy against Pekah the son of Remaliah, attacked him, killed him, and reigned in his place, in the twentieth year of Jotham the son of Uzziah.
The king of Assyria discovered a conspiracy in Hoshea, for he had sent messengers to So king of Egypt, and offered no tribute to the king of Assyria, as he had done year by year. Therefore the king of Assyria seized him, and bound him in prison.
So Bethel will do to y’all because of y’all’s wicked wickedness. At daybreak the king of Israel will be destroyed-destroyed.
Surely now they will say, “We have no king; for we don’t fear YHWH; and the king, what can he do for us?”
The high places of Aven, the sin of Israel, will be destroyed. The thorn and the thistle will grow up over their altars. They will tell the mountains, “Y’all cover us!” and the hills, “Y’all fall on us!”
I have given you a king in my anger, and have taken him away in my wrath.
They are wild waves of the sea, foaming up their own shame; wandering stars, for whom the blackness of darkness has been reserved forever.