هُوشَع 7
| حِينَ كُنْتُ أَشْفِي إِسْرَائِيلَ، تَكَشَّفَتْ خَطِيئَةُ أَفْرَايِمَ، وَاسْتُعْلِنَتْ آثَامُ السَّامِرَةِ، فَقَدْ مَارَسُوا النِّفَاقَ وَاقْتَحَمَ اللُّصُوصُ الْبُيُوتَ، وَسَلَبَ قُطَّاعُ الطُّرُقِ فِي الْخَارِجِ. | ١ 1 |
when I heal Israel, Ephraim's sins will be exposed, together with the evil actions of Samaria. They deal in lies; they are thieves who break into homes and rob people on the outside.
| وَلَكِنَّهُمْ لَا يُدْرِكُونَ أَنِّي أَتَذَكَّرُ سُوءَ أَعْمَالِهِمْ. هَا هِيَ أَعْمَالُهُمْ تُحِيطُ بِهِمْ، وَهِيَ دَائِماً مَاثِلَةٌ أَمَامِي. | ٢ 2 |
But they don't realize that I remember all of their wickedness. Their sins surround them and are always before me.
| بِشَرِّهِمْ يُبْهِجُونَ الْمَلِكَ، وَبِخِيَانَتِهِمِ الرُّؤَسَاءَ. | ٣ 3 |
They make their king happy with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies.
| كُلُّهُمْ فَاسِقُونَ مُلْتَهِبُونَ مِثْلَ فُرْنٍ مُتَّقِدٍ يَكُفُّ الْخَبَّازُ عَنْ إِشْعَالِهِ مَا بَيْنَ عَجْنِ الدَّقِيقِ إِلَى أَوَانِ اخْتِمَارِهِ. | ٤ 4 |
All of them are adulterers, burning with lust like an oven whose fire stays hot, even though it is not tended by the baker, having left the dough to rise after kneading.
| فِي يَوْمِ احْتِفَالِ مَلِكِنَا انْتَشَى الرُّؤَسَاءُ مِنْ سَوْرَةِ الْخَمْرِ، وَانْضَمَّ هُوَ إِلَى الْمُتَبَذِّلِينَ. | ٥ 5 |
On the king's birthday the princes drink so much they are sick, while he joins in with those who mock.
| فَقُلُوبُهُمْ تَشْتَعِلُ بِالْمَكَائِدِ كَالأَتُونِ. يَخْمُدُ غَضَبُهُمْ فِي اللَّيْلِ، وَيَتَوَهَّجُ كَنَارٍ مُلْتَهِبَةٍ عِنْدَ الصَّبَاحِ. | ٦ 6 |
Their minds are fired up like an oven; they go to him with their plots. All through the night their anger burns; in the morning it blazes out uncontrollably.
| كُلُّهُمْ مُتَأَجِّجُونَ كَأَتُونٍ مُشْتَعِلٍ. يَفْتَرِسُونَ حُكَّامَهُمْ. هَلَكَ جَميِعُ مُلُوكِهِمْ، وَلَمْ يُوْجَدْ بَيْنَهُمْ مَنْ يَطْلُبُنِي. | ٧ 7 |
All of them are as hot as a burning oven, and they exhaust their leaders. All of their kings have fallen, and not one of them calls on me.
| قَدِ اخْتَلَطَ أَفْرَايِمُ بِالشُّعُوبِ، صَارَ كَرَغِيفٍ لَمْ يَنْضُجْ لأَنَّهُ لَمْ يُقْلَبْ. | ٨ 8 |
Ephraim mixes with the foreign nations; he is as useless as half-baked bread!
| اسْتَنْزَفَ الْغُرَبَاءُ قُوَّتَهُ وَهُوَ لَا يَدْرِي، وَخَطَّ الشَّيْبُ شَعْرَ رَأْسِهِ وَهُوَ لَا يَعْلَمُ. | ٩ 9 |
Foreigners drain his strength, and he doesn't even realize it. His hair is turning grey and he doesn't even notice.
| يَشْهَدُ غُرُورُ إِسْرَائِيلَ عَلَيْهِ وَلَمْ يَرْجِعْ إِلَى الرَّبِّ إِلَهِهِ، وَلا الْتَمَسَهُ. | ١٠ 10 |
Israel's pride testifies against him, but for all of this he still does not return to the Lord their God or look for him.
| إِنَّ أَفْرَايِمَ مِثْلُ حَمَامَةٍ غَبِيَّةٍ حَمْقَاءَ، تَسْتَنْجِدُ بِمِصْرَ تَارَةً وَتَسْتَغِيثُ بِأَشُّورَ تَارَةً أُخْرَى. | ١١ 11 |
Ephraim is like a dove, foolish and without sense—calling to Egypt, then going to Assyria.
| إِذَا ذَهَبُوا أَبْسُطُ عَلَيْهِمْ شَبَكَتِي وَأَطْرَحُهُمْ كَطُيُورِ السَّمَاءِ، وَأُعَاقِبُهُمْ بِمُقْتَضَى شُرُورِهِمْ. | ١٢ 12 |
When they go I will throw my net over them; I will bring them down like wild birds. When I hear them flocking together I will punish them.
| وَيْلٌ لَهُمْ لأَنَّهُمْ شَرَدُوا عَنِّي! تَبّاً لَهُمْ لأَنَّهُمْ تَمَرَّدُوا عَلَيَّ! لَشَدَّ مَا أَتُوقُ لاِفْتِدَائِهِمْ، وَلَكِنَّهُمْ نَطَقُوا عَلَيَّ كَذِباً. | ١٣ 13 |
What disaster is coming to them because they have strayed from me! Destruction is coming to them because they have rebelled against me! I wish I could redeem them, but they tell lies about me.
| لَمْ يَسْتَغِيثُوا بِي مِنْ كُلِّ قُلُوبِهِمْ، بَلْ وَلْوَلُوا فِي مَضَاجِعِهِمْ، وَتَجَمَّعُوا حَوْلَ أَصْنَامِهِمْ يَطْلُبُونَ قَمْحاً وَخَمْراً، وَارْتَدُّوا عَنِّي. | ١٤ 14 |
They do not cry out to me with sincere minds; instead they lie on their beds howling. They assemble together and gash themselves to gain grain and new wine, but they turn away from me.
| دَرَّبْتُهُمْ عَلَى الْقِتَالِ وشَدَّدْتُهُمْ، وَمَعَ ذَلِكَ ارْتَكَبُوا الشَّرَّ ضِدِّي. | ١٥ 15 |
I myself trained them and made them strong, but now they plot evil against me.
| لَا يَرْجِعُونَ إِلَيَّ، فَهُمْ كَقَوْسٍ مُلْتَوِيَةٍ مُخْطِئَةٍ. يَهْلِكُ رُؤَسَاؤُهُمْ بِالسَّيْفِ لِفَرْطِ سَلاطَةِ أَلْسِنَتِهِمْ، وَيُصْبِحُ مَصِيرُهُمْ مَثَارَ سُخْرِيَةِ الْمِصْرِيِّينَ. | ١٦ 16 |
They turn, but not to the Most High; they are like a useless bow. Their leaders will be killed by the sword because of their cursing. Because of this they will be ridiculed in Egypt.
