<p class="poetry">But Ephraim bitterly<n id="1" /> provoked him to anger;p> <p class="poetry">so he will hold him accountable for the blood he has shed,<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">his Lord<n id="3" /> will repay him for the contempt he has shown.<n id="4" />p>

<p class="poetry">So I said,<n id="1" /> &#8220;Oh, my dear people,<n id="2" /> put on sackclothp> <p class="poetry">and roll in ashes.p> <p class="poetry">Mourn with painful sobsp> <p class="poetry">as though you had lost your only child.p> <p class="poetry">For any moment now<n id="3" /> that destructive army<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">will come against us.&#8221;p>

<p class="poetry">I will say,<n id="1" /> &#8216;My dear children of Israel,<n id="2" /> keep in mindp> <p class="poetry">the road you took when you were carried off.<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">Mark off in your minds the landmarks.p> <p class="poetry">Make a mental note of telltale signs marking the way back.p> <p class="poetry">Return, my dear children of Israel.p> <p class="poetry">Return to these cities of yours.p>

<p class="bodytext">The <sc>Lordsc> says,p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;A sound is heard in Ramah,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">a sound of crying in bitter grief.p> <p class="poetry">It is the sound of Rachel weeping for her childrenp> <p class="poetry">and refusing to be comforted, because her children are gone.&#8221;<n id="2" />p>