Hosea 7:4

They are all adulterers like an oven heated by the baker, who ceases to stir up the fire from the kneading of the dough until it is leavened.

O that You had in the desert a wayfarers’ lodging place; that You might leave Your people and go from them! For all of them are adulterers, an assembly of treacherous men.

And I say, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest. Behold, I would wander far away, I would lodge in the wilderness.

Woe is me, for I sojourn in Meshech, for I dwell among the tents of Kedar! Too long has my soul had its dwelling with those who hate peace.