4 They made kings, but not through me.

They set up princes, but without my knowledge.

With their silver and gold they made idols

for their own destruction.

5 I havec spurned your calf, O Samaria.

My anger burns against them.

How long will it be

till they are pure 6 in Israel?d

A workman made it;

it is not God.

The calf of Samaria

shall be broken to pieces.e

7 For they sow the wind,

and they shall reap the whirlwind.

The standing grain has no heads,

it shall yield no meal;

if it were to yield,

aliens would devour it.