Hoseas 9
1 Glæd dig ikke, Israel! indtil Jubel, som Folkene; thi du har bedrevet Hor og vendt dig fra din Gud, du har elsket Bolerlønnen paa alle Kornloer.
Rejoice not too loudly, Israel, like the nations, for you have commited adultery, being untrue to your God. You have loved a prostitute’s wages on every threshing floor.
2 Loen og Persen skulle ikke føde dem, og Mosten skal slaa dem fejl.
Threshing floor and wine vat won’t feed them, the new wine will fail them.
3 De skulle ikke blive boende i Herrens Land; men Efraim skal komme tilbage til Ægypten, og i Assyrien skulle de æde, hvad der er urent.
They will not stay in the Lord’s land, but Ephraim will return to Egypt, and in Assyria they will eat what is unclean.
4 De skulle ikke udøse Vin til Drikoffer for Herren, og deres Slagtofre skulle ikke behage ham; deres Brød er som Sorgens Brød, alle, som æde det, skulle blive urene; thi deres Brød er for deres egen Trang, det kommer ikke i Herrens Hus.
They will not pour out libations of wine to the Lord, nor please him with their sacrifices. Their bread will be like the bread of mourners: all who eat it will defile themselves. For their bread will be only for their hunger, it will not come into the Lord’s temple.
5 Hvad ville I gøre paa Højtidsdagen og paa Herrens Festdag?
What will you do on the day of the festival? Or on the day of the Lord’s feast?
6 Thi se, de gaa bort for Ødelæggelsen, Ægypten skal samle dem, Mof skal begrave dem; Nælder skulle arve deres yndige Ting af Sølv, Torne skulle vokse op i deres Telte.
Even if they flee from destruction, Egypt will gather them, Memphis will bury them. Nettles will take possession of their treasure of silver, thorns will push into their tents.
7 Hjemsøgelsens Dage ere komne, Betalingens Dage ere komne, Israel skal fornemme det; en Daare er Profeten, en gal er Aandens Mand — for din store Misgernings og den heftige Efterstræbelses Skyld.
The days of punishment are come, the days of recompense are at hand, as soon the Israelites will know! “The prophet is a fool, the inspired man is raving mad!” It is because of the greatness of your iniquity and the greatness of your hatred.
8 Efraim ser sig om, foruden til min Gud; Profeten er en Fuglefængers Snare paa alle hans Veje, der er Efterstræbelser i hans Guds Hus.
Ephraim acts the spy with my God, a prophet finds the snares of a fowler are in all his ways. In the house of his God they lay hostile plots,
9 De ere sunkne dybt i Fordærvelse som i Gibeas Dage; han skal ihukomme deres Misgerning, han skal hjemsøge deres Synder.
they commit crimes as in the days of Gibeah, God will remember their iniquity. He will punish their sin.
10 Jeg fandt Israel som Druer i Ørken, jeg saa eders Fædre som den tidlige Frugt paa Figentræet i dets første Tid; men de gik ind til Baal-Peor og viede sig til Skændsel, og de bleve en Vederstyggelighed ligesom deres Boler.
I found Israel like finding grapes in the wilderness. I saw your ancestors like they were the first fruit on a fig tree, but as soon as they came to Baal-peor, they consecrated themselves to shamefulness, and became as abominable as the object of their love.
11 Efraims Herlighed skal bortflyve som en Fugl; ingen føder, og ingen bliver frugtsommelig, og ingen undfanger.
Ephraim – like a bird his glory flies away. There will be no more birth, no more motherhood, no more conception.
12 Thi om de end opføde deres Børn, vil jeg dog berøve dem deres Børn, saa at intet Menneske bliver tilbage; thi ve dem selv, naar jeg viger fra dem!
Even though they bring up their children, I will bereave them until not one is left. Woe to them when I turn away from them!
13 Efraim er, som om jeg ser hen til Tyrus, plantet paa en Eng; men Efraim maa føre sine Børn ud til Manddraberen.
Ephraim – planted like Tyre in a meadow, But Ephraim too must lead forth their children to slaughter.
14 Giv dem, Herre! — ja, hvad skal du give? Giv dem ufrugtbart Moderliv og udtørrede Bryster.
Give them, Lord – what will you give? Give them a miscarrying womb and shrivelled up breasts!
15 Al deres Ondskab er i Gilgal; thi der har jeg fattet Had til dem, for deres Idrætters Ondskabs Skyld vil jeg udstøde dem af mit Hus, jeg vil ikke blive ved at elske dem; alle deres Fyrster ere genstridige.
All their evil began in Gilgal, there I learned to hate them. Because of the evil of their deeds I will drive them out of my house. I will no longer love them, for all their princes are rebels.
16 Ramt er Efraim, deres Rod er bleven tør, de skulle ikke bære Frugt; og om de end føde, vil jeg dog dræbe deres elskede Livsfrugt.
Ephraim is blighted, their root withered. If they do bear children, I will slay the darlings of their womb,
17 Min Gud skal forkaste dem, thi de have ikke hørt ham, og de skulle vanke hid og did iblandt Hedningerne.
My God will reject them because they have not listened to him, and they will become wanderers among the nations.
