< هُوشَع 7 >
«حِينَمَا كُنْتُ أَشْفِي إِسْرَائِيلَ، أُعْلِنَ إِثْمُ أَفْرَايِمَ وَشُرُورُ ٱلسَّامِرَةِ، فَإِنَّهُمْ قَدْ صَنَعُوا غِشًّا. ٱلسَّارِقُ دَخَلَ وَٱلْغُزَاةُ نَهَبُوا فِي ٱلْخَارِجِ. | ١ 1 |
Whenever I want to heal Israel, the sin of Ephraim is exposed, as well as the evil deeds of Samaria, for they practice deceit; a thief comes in, and a marauding band attacks in the street.
وَلَا يَفْتَكِرُونَ فِي قُلُوبِهِمْ أَنِّي قَدْ تَذَكَّرْتُ كُلَّ شَرِّهِمْ. اَلْآنَ قَدْ أَحَاطَتْ بِهِمْ أَفْعَالُهُمْ. صَارَتْ أَمَامَ وَجْهِي. | ٢ 2 |
They do not realize in their hearts that I remember all their evil deeds. Now their deeds surround them; they are before my face.
«بِشَرِّهِمْ يُفَرِّحُونَ ٱلْمَلِكَ، وَبِكَذِبِهِمِ ٱلرُّؤَسَاءَ. | ٣ 3 |
With their evil they make the king glad, and by their lies the officials.
كُلُّهُمْ فَاسِقُونَ كَتَنُّورٍ مُحْمًى مِنَ ٱلْخَبَّازِ. يُبَطِّلُ ٱلْإِيقَادَ مِنْ وَقْتِمَا يَعْجِنُ ٱلْعَجِينَ إِلَى أَنْ يَخْتَمِرَ. | ٤ 4 |
They are all adulterers, like an oven heated by the baker, who ceases to stir the fire from the kneading of the dough until it is leavened.
يَوْمُ مَلِكِنَا يَمْرَضُ ٱلرُّؤَسَاءُ مِنْ سَوْرَةِ ٱلْخَمْرِ. يَبْسُطُ يَدَهُ مَعَ ٱلْمُسْتَهْزِئِينَ. | ٥ 5 |
On the day of our king the officials made themselves sick with the heat of wine. He reached out with his hand to those who were mocking.
لِأَنَّهُمْ يُقَرِّبُونَ قُلُوبَهُمْ فِي مَكِيدَتِهِمْ كَٱلتَّنُّورِ. كُلَّ ٱللَّيْلِ يَنَامُ خَبَّازُهُمْ، وَفِي ٱلصَّبَاحِ يَكُونُ مُحْمًى كَنَارٍ مُلْتَهِبَةٍ. | ٦ 6 |
For with hearts like an oven, they devise their deceitful plans. Their anger smolders all night; in the morning it burns high like a flaming fire.
كُلُّهُمْ حَامُونَ كَٱلتَّنُّورِ وَأَكَلُوا قُضَاتَهُمْ. جَمِيعُ مُلُوكِهِمْ سَقَطُوا. لَيْسَ بَيْنَهُمْ مَنْ يَدْعُو إِلَيَّ. | ٧ 7 |
They all are as hot as an oven, and they devour those who rule over them. All their kings have fallen; none of them calls on me.
«أَفْرَايِمُ يَخْتَلِطُ بِٱلشُّعُوبِ. أَفْرَايِمُ صَارَ خُبْزَ مَلَّةٍ لَمْ يُقْلَبْ. | ٨ 8 |
Ephraim mixes himself among the peoples. Ephraim is a flat cake that has not been turned over.
أَكَلَ ٱلْغُرَبَاءُ ثَرْوَتَهُ وَهُوَ لَا يَعْرِفُ، وَقَدْ رُشَّ عَلَيْهِ ٱلشَّيْبُ وَهُوَ لَا يَعْرِفُ. | ٩ 9 |
Foreigners have devoured his strength, but he does not know it. Gray hairs are sprinkled on him, but he does not know it.
وَقَدْ أُذِلَّتْ عَظَمَةُ إِسْرَائِيلَ فِي وَجْهِهِ، وَهُمْ لَا يَرْجِعُونَ إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ إِلَهِهِمْ وَلَا يَطْلُبُونَهُ مَعَ كُلِّ هَذَا. | ١٠ 10 |
The pride of Israel testifies against him; however, they have not returned to Yahweh their God, nor have they sought him, in spite of all this.
وَصَارَ أَفْرَايِمُ كَحَمَامَةٍ رَعْنَاءَ بِلَا قَلْبٍ. يَدْعُونَ مِصْرَ. يَمْضُونَ إِلَى أَشُّورَ. | ١١ 11 |
Ephraim is like a dove, gullible and without sense, calling out to Egypt, then flying to Assyria.
عِنْدَمَا يَمْضُونَ أَبْسُطُ عَلَيْهِمْ شَبَكَتِي. أُلْقِيهِمْ كَطُيُورِ ٱلسَّمَاءِ. أُؤَدِّبُهُمْ بِحَسَبِ خَبَرِ جَمَاعَتِهِمْ. | ١٢ 12 |
When they go, I will spread my net over them, I will bring them down like the birds of the sky. I will punish them in their flocking together.
«وَيْلٌ لَهُمْ لِأَنَّهُمْ هَرَبُوا عَنِّي. تَبًّا لَهُمْ لِأَنَّهُمْ أَذْنَبُوا إِلَيَّ. أَنَا أَفْدِيهِمْ وَهُمْ تَكَلَّمُوا عَلَيَّ بِكَذِبٍ. | ١٣ 13 |
Woe to them! For they have strayed from me. Devastation is coming to them! They have rebelled against me! I would have rescued them, but they spoke lies against me.
وَلَا يَصْرُخُونَ إِلَيَّ بِقُلُوبِهِمْ حِينَمَا يُوَلْوِلُونَ عَلَى مَضَاجِعِهِمْ. يَتَجَمَّعُونَ لِأَجْلِ ٱلْقَمْحِ وَٱلْخَمْرِ، وَيَرْتَدُّونَ عَنِّي. | ١٤ 14 |
They have not cried to me with all their heart, but they wail on their beds. They gather together for grain and new wine, and they turn away from me.
وَأَنَا أَنْذَرْتُهُمْ وَشَدَّدْتُ أَذْرُعَهُمْ، وَهُمْ يُفَكِّرُونَ عَلَيَّ بِٱلشَّرِّ. | ١٥ 15 |
Though I trained them and strengthened their arms, they are now plotting evil 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 they do not return to me, the Most High. They are like a slack bow. Their officials will fall by the sword because of the insolence of their tongues. This will become their mockery in the land of Egypt.