¹¹ Ephraim [is] as a fowl, Fly away doth their honour, without birth, And without womb, and without conception.

²² They are making their heart glad, and lo, men of the city, men -- sons of worthlessness -- have gone round about the house, beating on the door, and they speak unto the old man, the master of the house, saying, `Bring out the man who hath come unto thine house, and we know him.'