Hosea 7
1 e kinde ka kinde madwaro changoe Israel, to richo mag Efraim elore kendo timbe mahundu mag Samaria fwenyore. Gihero wacho miriambo, jokwoge turo udi, jonjore mayo ji e yore;
When I would heal Israel, then the iniquity of Ephraim is uncovered, also the wickedness of Samaria; for they commit falsehood, and the thief enters in, and the gang of robbers ravages outside.
2 to ok gisefwenyo ni aparo timbegi duto maricho. Richogi oduodogi, kendo ni e wangʼa ndalo duto.
They don’t consider in their hearts that I remember all their wickedness. Now their own deeds have engulfed them. They are before my face.
3 “Gimoro ruoth gi timbegi marichogo, yawuot ruoth bende gimiyo mor gi miriambo.
They make the king glad with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies.
4 Giduto gin joma terore, giore ka kendo, ma jated makati oweyo chwaloe mach nyaka otiek dwelo mi makati kuodi moromo tedo.
They are all adulterers. They are burning like an oven that the baker stops stirring, from the kneading of the dough, until it is leavened.
5 E odiechiengʼ mar nyasi ruodhwa yawuot ruoth madho divai mamer, mi riw lwetgi gi jo-ajara.
On the day of our king, the princes made themselves sick with the heat of wine. He joined his hand with mockers.
6 Chunygi chalo gi kendo, gidhi ire ka gisechano timo timbe mochido. Gombogi liet ka maa otieno, kochopo okinyi to omuoch ka mach maliel.
For they have prepared their heart like an oven, while they lie in wait. Their anger smolders all night. In the morning it burns as a flaming fire.
7 Giduto giliet ka kendo, gikidho jotendgi. Ruodhigi bende gitieko, to onge ngʼato kuomgi maluonga.
They are all hot as an oven, and devour their judges. All their kings have fallen. There is no one among them who calls to me.
8 “Efraim riwore gi ogendini, kendo ochalo gi makati ma ok okuot.
Ephraim mixes himself among the nations. Ephraim is a pancake not turned over.
9 Ogendini tieko tekone, to ok ofweny. Lwar okuorore e yie wiye, to ok ongʼeyo.
Strangers have devoured his strength, and he doesn’t realize it. Indeed, gray hairs are here and there on him, and he doesn’t realize it.
10 Tok teko mar jo-Israel bedonegi janeno ka ngʼadonegi bura, to kata magi duto timorene, to ok oduogi ir Jehova Nyasaye ma Nyasache, kata mana manye.
The pride of Israel testifies to his face; yet they haven’t returned to Yahweh their God, nor sought him, for all this.
11 “Efraim chalo kaka akuch odugla mawuondo yot kendo mofuwo, giluongo Misri to gilokore gidhi Asuria.
“Ephraim is like an easily deceived dove, without understanding. They call to Egypt. They go to Assyria.
12 Ka gidhi, to abiro bolo goka kuomgi; analwargi piny ka winy mafuyo malo. Ka anenogi ka gichokore kanyakla, to anamakgi duto.
When they go, I will spread my net on them. I will bring them down like the birds of the sky. I will chastise them, as their congregation has heard.
13 Okwongʼ-gi, nikech gisebedo mabor koda! Kethruok ne gin, nikech gisekweda! Asedwaro mondo aduog-gi ira to giriambo kuoma.
Woe to them! For they have wandered from me. Destruction to them! For they have trespassed against me. Though I would redeem them, yet they have spoken lies against me.
14 Ok giywagna koa e chunygi makmana gidengo e kitendinigi. Gichokore kanyakla ne cham kod divai manyien to giringo gijwangʼa.
They haven’t cried to me with their heart, but they howl on their beds. They assemble themselves for grain and new wine. They turn away from me.
15 Ne atiegogi ma amiyo gibedo motegno to gichano gik maricho kuoma.
Though I have taught and strengthened their arms, yet they plot evil against me.
16 Gitamore duogo ir Nyasaye Man Malo Moloyo; gichalo atungʼ ma ok nyal tigo. Jotendgi noneg gi ligangla nikech wechegi mag nyadhi. Kuom mano nojargi e piny Misri.”
They return, but not to the Most High. They are like a faulty bow. Their princes will fall by the sword for the rage of their tongue. This will be their derision in the land of Egypt.
