Hoseas 13
1 Når Efraim talte, skjalv man, i Israel var han fyrste, han forbrød sig med Ba'alog døde.
When Ephraim spoke, a horror seized Israel: and he sinned in Baal and died.
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 they have sinned more and more: and they have made to themselves a molten thing of their silver as the likeness of idols: the whole is the work of craftsmen: to these that say: Sacrifice men, ye that adore calves.
3 Derfor: som Morgentåge, som Duggen, der årle svinder, som Avner, der blæses fra Lo, som Røg fra Røghul skal de blive.
Therefore they shall be as a morning aloud, and as the early dew that passeth away, as the dust that is driven with a whirlwind out of the floor, and as the smoke out of the chimney.
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 thy God from the land of Egypt: and thou shalt know no God but me, and there is no saviour beside me.
5 jeg var din Vogter i Ørken, den svidende Tørkes Land.
I knew thee in the desert, in the land of the wilderness.
6 Som de græssede, åd de sig mætte, ja mætte, men Hjertet blev stolt; derfor glemte de mig.
According to their pastures they were filled, and were made full: and they lifted up their heart, and have forgotten me.
7 Så blev jeg for dem som en Løve, en lurende Panter ved Vejen,
And I will be to them as a lioness, as a leopard in the way of the Assyrians.
8 jeg falder over dem som Bjørnen, hvis Unger man tog. Jeg sønderriver dem Brystet, Hunde skal æde deraf, Markens Dyr flå dem sønder.
I will meet them as a bear that is robbed of her whelps, and I will rend the inner parts of their liver: and I will devour them there as a lion, the beast of the field shall tear them.
9 Når Ulykken kommer, Israel, hvor mon du da finder Hjælp?
Destruction is thy own, O Israel: thy help is only in me.
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 thy king? now especially let him save thee in all thy cities: and thy judges, of whom thou saidst: Give me kings and princes.
11 Jeg giver dig Konge i Vrede og fjerner ham atter i Harme.
I will give thee a king in my wrath, and will take him away in my indignation.
12 Tilbundet er Efraims Brøde, hans Synd gemt hen.
The iniquity of Ephraim is bound up, his sin is hidden.
13 Hans Fødselsstunds Veer er der, men sært er Barnet, som ej kommer frem i Tide, så Fødselen får Ende.
The sorrows of a woman in labour snail come upon him, he is an unwise son: for now he shall not stand in the breach of the children.
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 deliver them out of the hand of death. I will redeem them from death: O death, I will be thy death; O hell, I will be thy bite: comfort is hidden from my eyes. (Sheol h7585)
15 En Østenstorm, Herrens Ånde, bruser frem fra Ørken, løfter sig, tørrer hans Væld, gør hans Kilde tør, den tager hans Skatkammer med alle dets Skatte.
Because he shall make a separation between brothers: the Lord will bring a burning wind that shall rise from the desert, and it shall dry up his springs, and shall make his fountain desolate, and he shall carry off the treasure of every desirable vessel.
16 Samaria skal bøde, thi det stod sin Gud imod. For Sværd skal de falde, Børnene knuses, frugtsommelige Kvinders Liv rives op.
Let Samaria perish, because she hath stirred up her God to bitterness: let them perish by the sword, let their little ones be dashed, and let the women with child be ripped up.
