Hosea 7
1 Israel te ka hoeih sak vaengah tah Ephraim kathaesainah neh Samaria kah boethae khaw phoe. A honghi a saii uh dongah hlanghuen loh a muk tih vongvoel ah caem a capit thil.
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.
2 Tedae a thinko nen pataeng amih kah boethae boeih te ka poek a ti uh moenih. Amamih kah khoboe loh amamih a ven doeah ni ka mikhmuh ah a om uh coeng.
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.
3 Amih kah boethae dongah manghai a kohoe tih amih kah laithae dongah mangpa a kohoe.
They make the king glad with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies.
4 Amih aka samphaih te boeih he buh thong loh a toih tapkhuel banghui ni. Vaidamtlam a nook te a phuelh daengah ni a rhuet te duem pueng.
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.
5 Mamih kah manghai khohnin ah tah misurtui kah sue loh mangpa rhoek a nue sak dongah a kut te aka hnukpoh rhoek taengah a thoh.
In the day of our king the princes have made him sick with bottles of wine; he stretched out his hand with scorners.
6 Amih lungbuei te tapkhuel bangla a sulbung neh khoyin khing tawn uh tih a buh thong neh muelh ip. A mincang ah tah hmaisai hmai bangla a toih.
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.
7 Amih te tapkhuel bangla boeih ling tih amih kah laitloek rhoek te khaw a hlawp uh. A manghai rhoek khaw boeih cungku uh tih amih khuiah kai aka khue om pawh.
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.
8 Ephraim amah he pilnam neh a pitpom dongah Ephraim he a hoi mueh buh la poeh.
Ephraim, he hath mixed himself among the people; Ephraim is a cake not turned.
9 Kholong loh a thadueng a yoop pah pataeng a ming moenih. A lu soah sampok a haeh khaw a ming moenih.
Strangers have devoured his strength, and he knoweth it not: yea, gray hairs are here and there upon him, yet he knoweth not.
10 A mikhmuh ah Israel kah hoemdamnah a phoe pah lalah a Pathen BOEIPA taengla mael uh pawt tih he boeih nen khaw amah a tlap uh moenih.
And the pride of Israel testifieth to his face: and they do not return to the Lord their God, nor seek him for all this.
11 Ephraim he lungbuei a tal hil a hloih vahui bangla om. Egypt te a khue uh tih Assyria la cet uh.
Ephraim also is like a silly dove without heart: they call to Egypt, they go to Assyria.
12 A caeh van bangla amih soah ka lawk ka phuel vetih amih te vaan kah vaa bangla ka suntlak sak ni. Amamih rhaengpuei kah olthang bangla amih te ka thuituen ni.
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.
13 Kai taeng lamloh a poeng uh dongah amih aih. te anunae. Kai taengah boe a koek dongah amih ham rhoelrhanah om coeng. Kai loh amih ka lat lalah pataeng amih loh kai taengah laithae a thui uh.
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.
14 A lungbuei lamloh kai taengah pang uh pawt dae cangpai neh misur thai baih ham tah a thingkong dongah rhung uh tih kai lamloh nong uh.
And they have not cried unto me with their heart, when they howled upon their beds: they assemble themselves for corn and wine, and they rebel against me.
15 Kai loh amih ban te ka moem tih ka thuituen dae kai taengah boethae la moeh uh.
Though I have bound and strengthened their arms, yet do they imagine mischief against me.
16 A sosang pawt te a mael thil uh tih tangkawl payai bangla om uh. A kosi ol dongah amih kah mangpa rhoek te tumca neh cungku uh ni. Te te Egypt khohmuen ah amih tamdaengnah la om.
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.
