¹¹ Ephraim’s glory will fly away like a bird—
        no birth, no pregnancy, no conception!
¹² Though they bring up children,
        I will make them childless
        until no one is left.
    Doom to them indeed when I leave them!
¹³ When I looked toward Tyre,
    Ephraim was planted in a lovely meadow;
        but now Ephraim must lead out his children for slaughter.