هُوشَع 7
| «حِينَمَا كُنْتُ أَشْفِي إِسْرَائِيلَ، أُعْلِنَ إِثْمُ أَفْرَايِمَ وَشُرُورُ ٱلسَّامِرَةِ، فَإِنَّهُمْ قَدْ صَنَعُوا غِشًّا. ٱلسَّارِقُ دَخَلَ وَٱلْغُزَاةُ نَهَبُوا فِي ٱلْخَارِجِ. | ١ 1 |
When I would have healed Israel, then the iniquity of Ephraim was discovered, and the wickedness of Samaria: for they commit falsehood; and the thief cometh in, and the troop of robbers spoileth without.
| وَلَا يَفْتَكِرُونَ فِي قُلُوبِهِمْ أَنِّي قَدْ تَذَكَّرْتُ كُلَّ شَرِّهِمْ. اَلْآنَ قَدْ أَحَاطَتْ بِهِمْ أَفْعَالُهُمْ. صَارَتْ أَمَامَ وَجْهِي. | ٢ 2 |
And they consider not in their hearts that I remember all their wickedness: now their own doings have beset them about; they are before my face.
| «بِشَرِّهِمْ يُفَرِّحُونَ ٱلْمَلِكَ، وَبِكَذِبِهِمِ ٱلرُّؤَسَاءَ. | ٣ 3 |
They make the king glad with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies.
| كُلُّهُمْ فَاسِقُونَ كَتَنُّورٍ مُحْمًى مِنَ ٱلْخَبَّازِ. يُبَطِّلُ ٱلْإِيقَادَ مِنْ وَقْتِمَا يَعْجِنُ ٱلْعَجِينَ إِلَى أَنْ يَخْتَمِرَ. | ٤ 4 |
They are all adulterers, as an oven heated by the baker, who ceaseth from raising after he hath kneaded the dough, until it be leavened.
| يَوْمُ مَلِكِنَا يَمْرَضُ ٱلرُّؤَسَاءُ مِنْ سَوْرَةِ ٱلْخَمْرِ. يَبْسُطُ يَدَهُ مَعَ ٱلْمُسْتَهْزِئِينَ. | ٥ 5 |
In the day of our king the princes have made him sick with the poison of wine; he stretched out his hand with scorners.
| لِأَنَّهُمْ يُقَرِّبُونَ قُلُوبَهُمْ فِي مَكِيدَتِهِمْ كَٱلتَّنُّورِ. كُلَّ ٱللَّيْلِ يَنَامُ خَبَّازُهُمْ، وَفِي ٱلصَّبَاحِ يَكُونُ مُحْمًى كَنَارٍ مُلْتَهِبَةٍ. | ٦ 6 |
For they have made ready their heart like an oven, whiles they lie in wait: their baker sleepeth all the night; in the morning it burneth as a flaming fire.
| كُلُّهُمْ حَامُونَ كَٱلتَّنُّورِ وَأَكَلُوا قُضَاتَهُمْ. جَمِيعُ مُلُوكِهِمْ سَقَطُوا. لَيْسَ بَيْنَهُمْ مَنْ يَدْعُو إِلَيَّ. | ٧ 7 |
They are all hot as an oven, and have devoured their judges; all their kings are fallen: there is none among them that calleth unto me.
| «أَفْرَايِمُ يَخْتَلِطُ بِٱلشُّعُوبِ. أَفْرَايِمُ صَارَ خُبْزَ مَلَّةٍ لَمْ يُقْلَبْ. | ٨ 8 |
Ephraim, he hath mixed himself among the people; Ephraim is a cake not turned.
| أَكَلَ ٱلْغُرَبَاءُ ثَرْوَتَهُ وَهُوَ لَا يَعْرِفُ، وَقَدْ رُشَّ عَلَيْهِ ٱلشَّيْبُ وَهُوَ لَا يَعْرِفُ. | ٩ 9 |
Strangers have devoured his strength, and he knoweth it not: yea, gray hairs are here and there upon him, yet he knoweth not.
| وَقَدْ أُذِلَّتْ عَظَمَةُ إِسْرَائِيلَ فِي وَجْهِهِ، وَهُمْ لَا يَرْجِعُونَ إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ إِلَهِهِمْ وَلَا يَطْلُبُونَهُ مَعَ كُلِّ هَذَا. | ١٠ 10 |
And the pride of Israel testifieth to his face: and they do not return to Yhwh their God, nor seek him for all this.
| وَصَارَ أَفْرَايِمُ كَحَمَامَةٍ رَعْنَاءَ بِلَا قَلْبٍ. يَدْعُونَ مِصْرَ. يَمْضُونَ إِلَى أَشُّورَ. | ١١ 11 |
Ephraim also is like a silly dove without heart: they call to Egypt, they go to Assyria.
| عِنْدَمَا يَمْضُونَ أَبْسُطُ عَلَيْهِمْ شَبَكَتِي. أُلْقِيهِمْ كَطُيُورِ ٱلسَّمَاءِ. أُؤَدِّبُهُمْ بِحَسَبِ خَبَرِ جَمَاعَتِهِمْ. | ١٢ 12 |
When they shall go, I will spread my net upon them; I will bring them down as the fowls of the heaven; I will chastise them, as their congregation hath heard.
| «وَيْلٌ لَهُمْ لِأَنَّهُمْ هَرَبُوا عَنِّي. تَبًّا لَهُمْ لِأَنَّهُمْ أَذْنَبُوا إِلَيَّ. أَنَا أَفْدِيهِمْ وَهُمْ تَكَلَّمُوا عَلَيَّ بِكَذِبٍ. | ١٣ 13 |
Woe unto them! for they have fled from me: destruction unto them! because they have transgressed against me: though I have redeemed them, yet they have spoken lies against me.
| وَلَا يَصْرُخُونَ إِلَيَّ بِقُلُوبِهِمْ حِينَمَا يُوَلْوِلُونَ عَلَى مَضَاجِعِهِمْ. يَتَجَمَّعُونَ لِأَجْلِ ٱلْقَمْحِ وَٱلْخَمْرِ، وَيَرْتَدُّونَ عَنِّي. | ١٤ 14 |
And they have not cried unto me with their heart, when they howled upon their beds: they assemble themselves for grain and wine, and they rebel against me.
| وَأَنَا أَنْذَرْتُهُمْ وَشَدَّدْتُ أَذْرُعَهُمْ، وَهُمْ يُفَكِّرُونَ عَلَيَّ بِٱلشَّرِّ. | ١٥ 15 |
Though I have bound and strengthened their arms, yet do they imagine mischief against me.
| يَرْجِعُونَ لَيْسَ إِلَى ٱلْعَلِيِّ. قَدْ صَارُوا كَقَوْسٍ مُخْطِئَةٍ. يَسْقُطُ رُؤَسَاؤُهُمْ بِٱلسَّيْفِ مِنْ أَجْلِ سَخَطِ أَلْسِنَتِهِمْ. هَذَا هُزْؤُهُمْ فِي أَرْضِ مِصْرَ. | ١٦ 16 |
They return, but not to the most High: they are like a deceitful bow: their princes shall fall by the sword for the rage of their tongue: this shall be their derision in the land of Egypt.
