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Hosea 10:7 - Tree of Life Version

7 Samaria is being cut off. Her king is like a splinter on the surface of the water.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 As for Samaria, her king is cut off as the foam upon the water.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 As for Samaria, her king and her whole monarchy are cut off like twigs or foam upon the water.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 As for Samaria, her king is cut off, as foam upon the water.

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Common English Bible

7 Samaria will be cut off; her king is like a chip of wood on the surface of the water.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 Samaria has required her king to pass by, like foam on the face of the water.

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Hosea 10:7
9 Tagairtí Cros  

Now it came about after these things that Naboth the Jezreelite had a vineyard in Jezreel, next to the palace of King Ahab of Samaria.


But an angel of Adonai said to Elijah the Tishbite, “Arise, go up to meet the messengers of the king of Samaria, and say to them: ‘Is it because there is no God in Israel that you are going to inquire of Baal-Zebub the god of Ekron?’


Then Hoshea son of Elah conspired against Pekah son of Remaliah. He attacked and assassinated him, and then became king in his place in the twentieth year of Jotham son of Uzziah.


But the king of Assyria caught Hoshea conspiring—he had sent messengers to King So of Egypt, and had not paid the tribute to the king of Assyria as he had done every year. Therefore the king of Assyria seized him and put him in prison.


Just so has Bethel done to you because of your great wickedness. At dawn the king of Israel will be utterly cut off.


Surely now they will say: “We have no king, for we have not feared Adonai. The king—what can he do for us?”


The high places of Aven, the sin of Israel will be destroyed. Thorns and thistles will come up on their altars. And they will say to the mountains: “Cover us!” And to the hills: “Fall on us!”


I give you a king in My anger, and take him away in My wrath.


wild waves of the sea, foaming up their own shame; wandering stars, for whom the gloom of utter darkness has been reserved forever.


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