Hosea 13
1 When Ephraim spoke, there was trembling; he was exalted in Israel. But he incurred guilt through Baal, and he died.
Når Efraim talte, skjalv man, i Israel var han fyrste, han forbrød sig med Ba'alog døde.
2 Now they sin more and more and make for themselves cast images, idols skillfully made from their silver, all of them the work of craftsmen. People say of them, “They offer human sacrifice and kiss the calves!”
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!
3 Therefore they will be like the morning mist, like the early dew that vanishes, like chaff blown from a threshing floor, like smoke through an open window.
Derfor: som Morgentåge, som Duggen, der årle svinder, som Avner, der blæses fra Lo, som Røg fra Røghul skal de blive.
4 Yet I am the LORD your God ever since the land of Egypt; you know no God but Me, for there is no Savior besides Me.
Og jeg er HERREN din Gud, fra du var i Ægyptens Land; du kender ej Gud uden mig, uden mig er der ingen Frelser;
5 I knew you in the wilderness, in the land of drought.
jeg var din Vogter i Ørken, den svidende Tørkes Land.
6 When they had pasture, they became satisfied; when they were satisfied, their hearts became proud, and as a result they forgot Me.
Som de græssede, åd de sig mætte, ja mætte, men Hjertet blev stolt; derfor glemte de mig.
7 So like a lion I will pounce on them; like a leopard I will lurk by the path.
Så blev jeg for dem som en Løve, en lurende Panter ved Vejen,
8 Like a bear robbed of her cubs I will attack them, and I will tear open their chests. There I will devour them like a lion, like a wild beast would tear them apart.
jeg falder over dem som Bjørnen, hvis Unger man tog. Jeg sønderriver dem Brystet, Hunde skal æde deraf, Markens Dyr flå dem sønder.
9 You are destroyed, O Israel, because you are against Me— against your helper.
Når Ulykken kommer, Israel, hvor mon du da finder Hjælp?
10 Where is your king now to save you in all your cities, and the rulers to whom you said, “Give me a king and princes”?
Hvor er da din Konge til Frelse for dig i alle dine Byer, Herskerne, om hvem du siger: "Giv mig dog Konge og Fyrster!"
11 So in My anger I gave you a king, and in My wrath I took him away.
Jeg giver dig Konge i Vrede og fjerner ham atter i Harme.
12 The iniquity of Ephraim is bound up; his sin is stored up.
Tilbundet er Efraims Brøde, hans Synd gemt hen.
13 Labor pains come upon him, but he is an unwise son. When the time arrives, he fails to present himself at the opening of the womb.
Hans Fødselsstunds Veer er der, men sært er Barnet, som ej kommer frem i Tide, så Fødselen får Ende.
14 I will ransom them from the power of Sheol; I will redeem them from Death. Where, O Death, are your plagues? Where, O Sheol, is your sting? Compassion is hidden from My eyes. (Sheol h7585)
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)
15 Although he flourishes among his brothers, an east wind will come— a wind from the LORD rising up from the desert. His fountain will fail, and his spring will run dry. The wind will plunder his treasury of every precious article.
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.
16 Samaria will bear her guilt because she has rebelled against her God. They will fall by the sword; their little ones will be dashed to pieces, and their pregnant women ripped open.
Samaria skal bøde, thi det stod sin Gud imod. For Sværd skal de falde, Børnene knuses, frugtsommelige Kvinders Liv rives op.
