Destruction is thy own, O Israel: thy help is only in me. 10Where is thy king? now especially let him save thee in all thy cities: and thy judges, of whom thou saidst: Give me kings and princes. 11I will give thee a king in my wrath, and will take him away in my indignation. 12The iniquity of Ephraim is bound up, his sin is hidden. 13The sorrows of a woman in labour shall come upon him, he is an unwise son: for now he shall not stand in the breach of the children. 14I will deliver them out of the hand of death. I will redeem them from death: O death, I will be thy death; O hell, I will be thy bite: comfort is hidden from my eyes. 15Because he shall make a separation between brothers: the Lord will bring a burning wind that shall rise from the desert, and it shall dry up his springs, and shall make his fountain desolate, and he shall carry off the treasure of every desirable vessel.