God tells Hosea Go marry Gomer:
love her like I love my wayward people
though violence dirties their beauty, though
lies and idols negate their devotion.
God tells Hosea Go marry a whore:
though she neglects every child she gives you,
love her like I love my shame-filled people
for whom all my compassion is aroused.
They break all bounds; bloodshed follows bloodshed;
all officials fall; none call on God;
they call all prophets fools; their sins engulf them.
The land mourns: all birds, animals, fish die.
Yet You cannot abandon Your loved ones.
You call Hosea back to husbanding:
Meet her in the desert; forgive, restore
as I betroth them to me forever.