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who ready themselves like an oven
while they wait for their chance.
Their baker sleeps through the night;
then in the morning it bursts into flame.
They are all as hot as an oven,
and they devour their judges.
All their kings have fallen;
not one of them calls out to me.

“Efrayim mixes himself with the peoples,
Efrayim has become a half-baked cake.

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Their hearts are like an oven;(A)
    they approach him with intrigue.
Their passion smolders all night;
    in the morning it blazes like a flaming fire.
All of them are hot as an oven;
    they devour their rulers.
All their kings fall,(B)
    and none of them calls(C) on me.

“Ephraim mixes(D) with the nations;
    Ephraim is a flat loaf not turned over.

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