Hosea 7
1 When I would have healed Israel, the iniquity of Ephraim was discovered, and the wickedness of Samaria, for they have committed falsehood, and the thief is come in to steal, the robber is without.
Naar jeg læger Israel, da blottes Efraims Misgerning og Samarias Ondskab, thi de have lagt sig efter Løgn; Tyve bryde ind, en Skare røver udenfor.
2 And lest they may say in their hearts, that I remember all their wickedness: their own devices now have beset them about, they have been done before my face.
Og de sige ikke i deres Hjerte, at jeg ihukommer al deres Ondskab; nu have deres Idrætter omringet dem, de ere komne for mit Ansigt.
3 They have made the king glad with their wickedness: and the princes with their lies.
Ved deres Ondskab glæde de en Konge og Fyrster ved deres Løgn.
4 They are all adulterers, like an oven heated by the baker: the city rested a little from the mingling of the leaven, till the whole was leavened.
Alle ere de Horkarle, de ere som en Ovn, der hedes af en Bager, som holder op med at ilde fra den Tid, han har æltet Dejgen, indtil den bliver syret.
5 The day of our king, the princes began to be mad with wine: he stretched out his hand with scorners.
Paa vor Konges Dag blive Fyrsterne syge ved Hede af Vinen, han rækker Spottere sin Haand.
6 Because they have applied their heart like an oven, when he laid snares for them: he slept all the night baking them, in the morning he himself was heated as a flaming fire.
Thi de bringe deres Hjerte nær til deres List som til Ovnen; den hele Nat sover deres Bager; om Morgenen brænder den som luende Ild.
7 They were all heated like an oven, and have devoured their judges: all their kings have fallen: there is none amongst them that calleth unto me.
Alle gløde de som Ovnen, og de have fortæret deres Dommere; alle deres Konger ere faldne, der er ingen iblandt dem, som paakalder mig.
8 Ephraim himself is mixed among the nations: Ephraim is become as bread baked under the ashes, that is not turned.
Efraim, han blander sig med Folkene, Efraim er som en Kage, der ikke er vendt.
9 Strangers have devoured his strength, and he knew it not: yea, grey hairs also are spread about upon him, and he is ignorant of it.
Fremmede have fortæret hans Kraft, men han mærker det ikke; der kommer ogsaa graa Haar frem hist og her paa ham, men han mærker det ikke.
10 And the pride of Israel shall be humbled before his face: and they have not returned to the Lord their God, nor have they sought him in all these.
Og Israels Stolthed vidner imod ham, men de vende ikke om til Herren deres Gud og søge ham ikke, uagtet alt dette.
11 And Ephraim is become as a dove that is decoyed, not having a heart: they called upon Egypt, they went to the Assyrians.
Men Efraim er bleven ligesom en enfoldig Due, uden Forstand; de raabe paa Ægypten, de gaa til Assyrien.
12 And when they shall go, I will spread my net upon them: I will bring them down as the fowl of the air, I will strike them as their congregation hath heard.
Saa snart de gaa bort, vil jeg udbrede mit Garn over dem, jeg vil drage dem ned som Fugle under Himmelen; jeg vil tugte dem, efter hvad der er forkyndt deres Forsamling.
13 Woe to them, for they have departed from me: they shall be wasted because they have transgressed against me: and I redeemed them: and they have spoken lies against me.
Ve dem! thi de ere flygtede bort fra mig; Ødelæggelse over dem! thi de have begaaet Overtrædelse imod mig; og jeg vilde frelse dem, men de talte Løgn imod mig.
14 And they have not cried to me with their heart, but they howled in their beds: they have thought upon wheat and wine, they are departed from me.
Og de raabe ikke til mig i deres Hjerte, men de hyle paa deres Leje; for Korn og Most forsamle de sig, de vige bort fra mig.
15 And I have chastised them, and strengthened their arms: and they have imagined evil against me.
Og jeg oplærte, jeg styrkede deres Arme; men imod mig optænke de ondt.
16 They returned, that they might be without yoke: they became like a deceitful bow: their princes shall fall by the sword, for the rage of their tongue. This is their derision in the land of Egypt.
De vende sig, men ikke opad, de ere blevne som en falsk Bue, deres Fyrster skulle falde ved Sværdet for deres Tunges Frækhed; dette bliver dem til Spot i Ægyptens Land.
