Hoseas 13
1 Naar Efraim talte, skjalv man, i Israel var han Fyrste, han forbrød sig med Ba'al og døde.
When the words of my law came from Ephraim, he was lifted up in Israel; but when he did evil through the Baal, death overtook him.
2 Nu bliver de ved at synde og laver sig støbte Guder, dannet som Billeder af Sølv, Arbejderes Værk til Hobe; de siger: »Til dem skal I ofre!« Mennesker kysser Kalve!
And now their sins are increased; they have made themselves a metal image, false gods from their silver, after their designs, all of them the work of the metal-workers; they say of them, Let them give offerings, let men give kisses to the oxen.
3 Derfor: som Morgentaage, som Duggen, der aarle svinder, som Avner, der blæses fra Lo, som Røg fra Røghul skal de blive.
So they will be like the morning cloud, like the dew which goes early away, like the dust of the grain which the wind is driving out of the crushing-floor, like smoke going up from the fireplace.
4 Og jeg er HERREN din Gud, fra du var i Ægyptens Land; du kender ej Gud uden mig, uden mig er der ingen Frelser;
But I am the Lord your God, from the land of Egypt; you have knowledge of no other God and there is no saviour but me.
5 jeg var din Vogter i Ørken, den svidende Tørkes Land.
I had knowledge of you in the waste land where no water was.
6 Som de græssede, aad de sig mætte, ja mætte, men Hjertet blev stolt; derfor glemte de mig.
When I gave them food they were full, and their hearts were full of pride, and they did not keep me in mind.
7 Saa blev jeg for dem som en Løve, en lurende Panter ved Vejen,
So I will be like a lion to them; as a cruel beast I will keep watch by the road;
8 jeg falder over dem som Bjørnen, hvis Unger man tog. Jeg sønderriver dem Brystet, Hunde skal æde deraf, Markens Dyr flaa dem sønder.
I will come face to face with them like a bear whose young ones have been taken from her, and their inmost hearts will be broken; there the dogs will make a meal of them; they will be wounded by the beasts of the field.
9 Naar Ulykken kommer, Israel, hvor mon du da finder Hjælp?
I have sent destruction on you, O Israel; who will be your helper?
10 Hvor er da din Konge til Frelse for dig i alle dine Byer, Herskerne, om hvem du siger: »Giv mig dog Konge og Fyrster!«
Where is your king, that he may be your saviour? and all your rulers, that they may take up your cause? of whom you said, Give me a king and rulers.
11 Jeg giver dig Konge i Vrede og fjerner ham atter i Harme.
I have given you a king, because I was angry, and have taken him away in my wrath.
12 Tilbundet er Efraims Brøde, hans Synd gemt hen.
The wrongdoing of Ephraim is shut up; his sin is put away in secret.
13 Hans Fødselsstunds Veer er der, men sært er Barnet, som ej kommer frem i Tide, saa Fødselen faar Ende.
The pains of a woman in childbirth will come on him: he is an unwise son, for at this time it is not right for him to keep his place when children come to birth.
14 Dem skal jeg fri fra Dødsriget, løse fra Døden! Nej, Død, hvor er din Pest, Dødsrige, hvor er din Sot? Til Mildhed kender jeg ej, thi et sært Barn er han. (Sheol h7585)
I will give the price to make them free from the power of the underworld, I will be their saviour from death: O death! where are your pains? O underworld! where is your destruction? my eyes will have no pity. (Sheol h7585)
15 En Østenstorm, Herrens Aande, bruser frem fra Ørken, løfter sig, tørrer hans Væld, gør hans Kilde tør, den tager hans Skatkammer med alle dets Skatte.
Though he gives fruit among his brothers, an east wind will come, the wind of the Lord coming up from the waste land, and his spring will become dry, his fountain will be without water: it will make waste the store of all the vessels of his desire.
16 Samaria skal bøde, thi det stod sin Gud imod. For Sværd skal de falde, Børnene knuses, frugtsommelige Kvinders Liv rives op.
Samaria will be made waste, for she has gone against her God: they will be cut down by the sword, their little children will be broken on the rocks, their women who are with child will be cut open.
