Hosea 11
1 When Israel was a child he was dear to me; and I took my son out of Egypt.
“Rĩrĩa Isiraeli aarĩ kaana-rĩ, nĩndamwendete, ngĩgĩĩta mũrũ ũcio wakwa oime bũrũri wa Misiri.
2 When I sent for them, then they went away from me; they made offerings to the Baals, burning perfumes to images.
No o ũrĩa ndaakĩragĩrĩria gwĩta Isiraeli, noguo maakĩragĩrĩria kũnjũrĩra. Nao makĩrutĩra Baali magongona, na magĩcinĩra mĩhianano ũbumba.
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.
Niĩ nĩ niĩ ndaarutire andũ a Efiraimu gwĩtwara na magũrũ, ndĩmanyiitĩte moko; no matiigana kũmenya atĩ nĩ niĩ ndamahonagia.
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.
Nĩndamatongoragia na mĩkanda ya ũtugi wa ũmũndũ, ngamaguucĩrĩria na mĩhĩndo ya wendo; ngĩmaruta icooki ngingo, na ngĩinamĩrĩra kũmahe irio.
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.
“Githĩ matigagĩcooka o kũu bũrũri wa Misiri, o na githĩ matigaathwo nĩ Ashuri, tondũ nĩmaregete kwĩrira, manjookerere?
6 And the sword will go through his towns, wasting his children and causing destruction because of their evil designs.
Hiũ cia njora ikaahenũkaga matũũra-inĩ mao manene, ikaananga mĩgĩĩko ya ihingo ciao, na ikinyie mĩbango yao mũthia.
7 My people are given up to sinning against me; though their voice goes up on high, no one will be lifting them up.
Andũ akwa nĩmatuĩte itua maahuutatĩre. O na mangĩgaakaĩra Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno-rĩ, ndakamatũgĩria o na atĩa.
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.
“Ndahota atĩa gũgũtirika, wee Efiraimu? Ndahota atĩa gũkũrekereria, wee Isiraeli? Ndahota atĩa gũtũma ũtuĩke ta Adima? Ndahota atĩa gũgũtua ta Zeboimu? Ngoro yakwa nĩĩreganĩte na ũhoro ũcio, nacio tha ciakwa ciothe nĩciarahũkĩte.
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.
Ndikamũkinyĩria marakara makwa mahiũ, o na kana hũgũkĩre Efiraimu ndĩmũniine. Nĩgũkorwo niĩ nĩ niĩ Ngai, ndirĩ mũndũ, Ngai Ũrĩa Mũtheru gatagatĩ-inĩ kanyu. Ndigooka kũrĩ we ndĩ na mangʼũrĩ.
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;
Nĩmakarũmĩrĩra Jehova; nake nĩakararama ta mũrũũthi. Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa akaararama-rĩ, ciana ciake nĩigooka ikĩinainaga ciumĩte mwena wa ithũĩro.
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.
Igooka ikĩinainaga ta nyoni ikiuma bũrũri wa Misiri, na ta ndutura ikiuma bũrũri wa Ashuri. Nĩngatũma matũũre mĩciĩ-inĩ yao ene,” ũguo nĩguo Jehova ekuuga.
12 The deceit of Ephraim and the false words of Israel are about me on every side. ...
Efiraimu andigiicĩirie na maheeni, nyũmba ya Isiraeli ĩkandigiicĩria na kũheenania. Nake Juda akaremera Ngai, o na agookĩrĩra Ũrĩa Mũtheru mwĩhokeku.
