Hosea 11
1 When Israel was a child he was dear to me; and I took my son out of Egypt.
Jeg fik Israel kær i hans Ungdom, fra Ægypten kaldte jeg min søn
2 When I sent for them, then they went away from me; they made offerings to the Baals, burning perfumes to images.
Jo mer jeg kaldte dem, des mere fjerned de sig fra mig; de ofrer til Baalerne, tænder for Billederne Offerild,
3 But I was guiding Ephraim's footsteps; I took them up in my arms, but they were not conscious that I was ready to make them well.
Jeg lærte dog Efraim at gå og tog ham på Armen; de vidste ej, det var mig, der lægte dem.
4 I made them come after me with the cords of a man, with the bands of love; I was to them as one who took the yoke from off their mouths, putting meat before them.
Jeg drog dem med Menneskesnore, med Kærligheds Reb; jeg var dem som den, der løfter et Åg over Kæben, jeg bøjed mig ned til ham og rakte ham Føde.
5 He will go back to the land of Egypt and the Assyrian will be his king, because they would not come back to me.
Han skal til Ægypten igen, have Assur til Konge, thi omvende sig vil de ikke.
6 And the sword will go through his towns, wasting his children and causing destruction because of their evil designs.
Sværdet skal rase i hans Byer, fortære hans Slåer og hærge i hans Fæstninger.
7 My people are given up to sinning against me; though their voice goes up on high, no one will be lifting them up.
Mit Folk, det hælder til Frafald fra mig, og råber man til det: "Op, op!" står ingen op.
8 How may I give you up, O Ephraim? how may I be your saviour, O Israel? how may I make you like Admah? how may I do to you as I did to Zeboim? My heart is turned in me, it is soft with pity.
Hvor kan jeg ofre dig, Efraim, lade dig, Israel, fare, ofre dig ligesom Adma, gøre dig, som Zebojim? Mit Hjerte vender sig i mig, al min Medynk er vakt.
9 I will not put into effect the heat of my wrath; I will not again send destruction on Ephraim; for I am God and not man, the Holy One among you; I will not put an end to you.
Jeg fuldbyrder ikke min Harmglød, gør ej Efraim til intet igen. Thi Gud er jeg, ikke et Menneske, hellig udi din Midte, med Vredesglød kommer jeg ikke.
10 They will go after the Lord; his cry will be like that of a lion; his cry will be loud, and the children will come from the west, shaking with fear;
HERREN skal de holde sig til, han brøler som Løven, ja brøler, og bævende kommer Sønner fra Havet,
11 Shaking with fear like a bird, they will come out of Egypt, like a dove out of the land of Assyria: and I will give them rest in their houses, says the Lord.
bævende som Fugle fra Ægypten, som Duer fra Assurs Land; jeg fører dem hjem til deres Huse lyder det fra HERREN.
12 The deceit of Ephraim and the false words of Israel are about me on every side. ...
Efraim omgiver mig med løgn, hus med svig, Juda kender ej Gud med Skøger slår han sig sammen.
