< 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 heal Israel, then the iniquity of Ephraim is uncovered, also the wickedness of Samaria; for they commit falsehood, and the thief enters in, and the gang of robbers ravages outside.
وَلَا يَفْتَكِرُونَ فِي قُلُوبِهِمْ أَنِّي قَدْ تَذَكَّرْتُ كُلَّ شَرِّهِمْ. اَلْآنَ قَدْ أَحَاطَتْ بِهِمْ أَفْعَالُهُمْ. صَارَتْ أَمَامَ وَجْهِي. | ٢ 2 |
They don’t consider in their hearts that I remember all their wickedness. Now their own deeds have engulfed them. 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. They are burning like an oven that the baker stops stirring, 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 princes made themselves sick with the heat of wine. He joined his hand with mockers.
لِأَنَّهُمْ يُقَرِّبُونَ قُلُوبَهُمْ فِي مَكِيدَتِهِمْ كَٱلتَّنُّورِ. كُلَّ ٱللَّيْلِ يَنَامُ خَبَّازُهُمْ، وَفِي ٱلصَّبَاحِ يَكُونُ مُحْمًى كَنَارٍ مُلْتَهِبَةٍ. | ٦ 6 |
For they have prepared their heart like an oven, while they lie in wait. Their anger smolders all night. In the morning it burns 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 devour their judges. All their kings have fallen. There is no one among them who calls to me.
«أَفْرَايِمُ يَخْتَلِطُ بِٱلشُّعُوبِ. أَفْرَايِمُ صَارَ خُبْزَ مَلَّةٍ لَمْ يُقْلَبْ. | ٨ 8 |
Ephraim mixes himself among the nations. Ephraim is a pancake not turned over.
أَكَلَ ٱلْغُرَبَاءُ ثَرْوَتَهُ وَهُوَ لَا يَعْرِفُ، وَقَدْ رُشَّ عَلَيْهِ ٱلشَّيْبُ وَهُوَ لَا يَعْرِفُ. | ٩ 9 |
Strangers have devoured his strength, and he doesn’t realize it. Indeed, gray hairs are here and there on him, and he doesn’t realize 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 to his face; yet they haven’t returned to the LORD their God, nor sought him, for all this.
وَصَارَ أَفْرَايِمُ كَحَمَامَةٍ رَعْنَاءَ بِلَا قَلْبٍ. يَدْعُونَ مِصْرَ. يَمْضُونَ إِلَى أَشُّورَ. | ١١ 11 |
“Ephraim is like an easily deceived dove, without understanding. They call to Egypt. They go to Assyria.
عِنْدَمَا يَمْضُونَ أَبْسُطُ عَلَيْهِمْ شَبَكَتِي. أُلْقِيهِمْ كَطُيُورِ ٱلسَّمَاءِ. أُؤَدِّبُهُمْ بِحَسَبِ خَبَرِ جَمَاعَتِهِمْ. | ١٢ 12 |
When they go, I will spread my net on them. I will bring them down like the birds of the sky. I will chastise them, as their congregation has heard.
«وَيْلٌ لَهُمْ لِأَنَّهُمْ هَرَبُوا عَنِّي. تَبًّا لَهُمْ لِأَنَّهُمْ أَذْنَبُوا إِلَيَّ. أَنَا أَفْدِيهِمْ وَهُمْ تَكَلَّمُوا عَلَيَّ بِكَذِبٍ. | ١٣ 13 |
Woe to them! For they have wandered from me. Destruction to them! For they have trespassed against me. Though I would redeem them, yet they have spoken lies against me.
وَلَا يَصْرُخُونَ إِلَيَّ بِقُلُوبِهِمْ حِينَمَا يُوَلْوِلُونَ عَلَى مَضَاجِعِهِمْ. يَتَجَمَّعُونَ لِأَجْلِ ٱلْقَمْحِ وَٱلْخَمْرِ، وَيَرْتَدُّونَ عَنِّي. | ١٤ 14 |
They haven’t cried to me with their heart, but they howl on their beds. They assemble themselves for grain and new wine. They turn away from me.
وَأَنَا أَنْذَرْتُهُمْ وَشَدَّدْتُ أَذْرُعَهُمْ، وَهُمْ يُفَكِّرُونَ عَلَيَّ بِٱلشَّرِّ. | ١٥ 15 |
Though I have taught and strengthened their arms, yet they plot 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 not to the Most High. They are like a faulty bow. Their princes will fall by the sword for the rage of their tongue. This will be their derision in the land of Egypt.