O Death, Where Are Thy Plagues? — Hosea 13:12–16

The iniquity of Ephraim is bound up; his sin is laid up in store.

The sorrows of a travailing woman shall come upon him: he is an unwise son; for it is time he should not tarry in the place of the breaking forth of children.

I will ransom them from the power of Sheol;
I will redeem them from death:
O death, where are thy plagues?
O Sheol, where is thy destruction? repentance shall be hid from mine eyes.

Though he be fruitful among his brethren, an east wind shall come, the breath of Jehovah coming up from the wilderness; and his spring shall become dry, and his fountain shall be dried up: he shall make spoil of the treasure of all goodly vessels. Samaria shall bear her guilt; for she hath rebelled against her God: they shall fall by the sword; their infants shall be dashed in pieces, and their women with child shall be ripped up.