Hosea 7
1 When my desire was for the fate of my people to be changed and to make Israel well, then the sin of Ephraim was made clear, and the evil-doing of Samaria; for their ways are false, and the thief comes into the house, while the band of outlaws takes property by force in the streets.
Cuando Yo curaba a Israel se descubrió la iniquidad de Efraín y salieron a la luz las maldades de Samaria. Porque obran con engaño. El ladrón se mete por dentro, y la pandilla despoja por fuera.
2 And they do not say to themselves that I keep in mind all their sin; now their evil acts come round them on every side; they are before my face.
No reflexionan en su corazón que Yo tengo presentes todas sus perversidades. Sus propias acciones los cercaron y están delante de Mí.
3 In their sin they make a king for themselves, and rulers in their deceit.
Alegran al rey con sus maldades, y a los príncipes con sus mentiras.
4 They are all untrue; they are like a burning oven; the bread-maker does not make up the fire from the time when the paste is mixed till it is leavened.
Todos ellos son adúlteros. Son como horno encendido que el panadero solo deja de atizar desde el amasado hasta la fermentación.
5 On the day of our king, the rulers made him ill with the heat of wine; his hand was stretched out with the men of pride.
El día de nuestro rey, al calor del vino, los príncipes lo contaminaron. Él extendió su mano a los escarnecedores,
6 For they have made their hearts ready like an oven, while they are waiting secretly; their wrath is sleeping all night; in the morning it is burning like a flaming fire.
Porque como a un horno acercaron su corazón a la intriga. Toda la noche dormita su ira. Por la mañana arde como llama de fuego.
7 They are all heated like an oven, and they put an end to their judges; all their kings have been made low; not one among them makes prayer to me.
Todos arden como un horno, devoran a sus gobernantes. Todos sus reyes van a la caída. Pero entre ellos no hay quien clame a Mí.
8 Ephraim is mixed with the peoples; Ephraim is a cake not turned.
Efraín se mezcló con los pueblos. Efraín es una torta no volteada.
9 Men from other lands have made waste his strength, and he is not conscious of it; grey hairs have come on him here and there, and he has no knowledge of it.
Le socavan su fuerza los extraños, pero él no se da cuenta. El cabello cano se esparce en él, pero él no se da cuenta.
10 And the pride of Israel gives an answer to his face; but for all this, they have not gone back to the Lord their God, or made search for him.
La propia soberbia de Israel testifica en contra suya, pero ellos no se vuelven a Yavé su ʼElohim. A pesar de todo, no lo buscan.
11 And Ephraim is like a foolish dove, without wisdom; they send out their cry to Egypt, they go to Assyria.
Efraín es una paloma ingenua y atolondrada. Claman a Egipto, acuden a Asiria.
12 When they go, my net will be stretched out over them; I will take them like the birds of heaven, I will give them punishment, I will take them away in the net for their sin.
Tan pronto como Yo eche mi red sobre ellos, y como a pájaros los haré caer. Los atraparé tan pronto como escuche la bandada.
13 May trouble be theirs! for they have gone far away from me; and destruction, for they have been sinning against me; I was ready to be their saviour, but they said false words against me.
¡Ay de ellos, porque se apartaron de Mí! ¡Destrucción sobre ellos, porque se rebelaron contra Mí! ¿Los redimiré cuando ellos me calumnian?
14 And they have not made prayer to me in their hearts, but they make loud cries on their beds; they are cutting themselves for food and wine, they are turned against me.
Aun cuando gimen en sus camas no claman a Mí de corazón. Se apartan de Mí y se reúnen para el trigo y para el vino.
15 Though I have given training and strength to their arms, they have evil designs against me.
Aunque Yo adiestré y fortalecí sus brazos, ellos piensan mal contra Mí.
16 They have gone to what is of no value; they are like a false bow; their captains will come to destruction by the sword, and their ruler by my wrath; for this, the land of Egypt will make sport of them.
Se vuelven, pero no a ʼElyón. Son como arco que yerra. Sus príncipes pues caerán a espada por la ira de su propia lengua. Esto será su escarnio en la tierra de Egipto.
