Hosea 11
1 I loved Israel when he was a child. He's my son I called out of Egypt.
“Israaʼel yeroo daaʼima turetti, ani isa nan jaalladhe; ani Gibxii ilma koo waameera.
2 As they called them, so they went from them: they sacrificed to the Baals and offered incense to idols.
Garuu hammuma ani itti deddeebiʼee isaan waamu, isaan narraa fagaachaa deeman. Isaan Baʼaaliif aarsaa dhiʼeessanii fakkiiwwaniif ixaana aarsan.
3 I myself taught Ephraim to walk, taking them by the hand, but they didn't realize I was the one who healed them.
Kan irree isaanii qabee Efreemin miillaan deemuu barsiise anuma; isaan garuu akka ani isaan fayyise hin hubanne.
4 I led them along with cords of kindness, with ropes of love. I was the one who eased their burden and bent down to feed them.
Ani funyoo gara laafina namaatiin, hidhaa jaalalaatiinis isaan nan harkise; ani morma isaanii irraa waanjoo fuudhee isaan sooruuf gadan jedhe.
5 However, because my people refuse to return to me, they will not return to the land of Egypt but Assyria shall be their king.
“Isaan qalbii jijjiirrachuu waan didaniif Gibxitti hin deebiʼan; Asoor garuu isaan bulcha.
6 War will sweep through their cities, putting an end to their boasting and destroying their plans.
Goraadeen magaalaawwan isaanii keessatti balaqqisa; raajota sobduu isaanii ni barbadeessa; karoora isaaniis ni fashaleessa.
7 My people are hanging on to their apostasy from me. They call him “god on high” but he will not raise them up at all.
Sabni koo narraa deebiʼuuf kutateera. Yoo isaan Waaqa Waan Hundaa Olii waammatan iyyuu inni gonkumaa ol isaan hin qabu.
8 How can I give you up, Ephraim? How can I let you go, Israel? How can I make you like Admah? How can I treat you like Zeboiim? My heart is breaking; I am full of compassion.
“Yaa Efreem ani akkamiinan dandaʼee si dhiisa? Yaa Israaʼel ani akkamiinan dabarsee si kenna? Ani akkamiinan dandaʼee akka Adimaa si godha? Akkamiinan akka Zebooʼiim si godha? Garaan koo na keessatti geeddarameera; gara laafinni ani siif qabu guddateera.
9 I will not execute the fierceness of my anger, I will not destroy Ephraim again. For I am God, not a human being. I am the Holy One living among you. I will not enter your cities.
Ani dheekkamsa koo sodaachisaa sana gad hin dhiisu; yookaan ani deebiʼee Efreemin hin balleessu. Ani Waaqa malee nama miti; ani Isa Qulqulluu gidduu kee jiruu dha. Ani dheekkamsaan hin dhufu.
10 The people will follow me, the Lord. He will roar like a lion. When he roars like a lion then his children will come trembling from the west.
Isaan Waaqayyoon duukaa buʼu; inni akkuma leencaa aada; yommuu inni aadutti ilmaan isaa hollachaa lixa biiftuutii dhufu.
11 Like a flock of frightened birds they will come from Egypt, like doves they will come from Assyria, and I will bring them back home, declares the Lord.
Isaan akkuma simbirroo Gibxi irraa, akkuma gugee ollachaa Asoor irraa dhufu. Ani mana isaanii keessa isaan nan jiraachisa” jedha Waaqayyo.
12 Ephraim surrounds me with lies and Israel with deceit, and Judah still wanders with some deity, faithful to some “Holy One.”
Efreem sobaan, manni Israaʼel immoo gowwoomsaadhaan na marse. Yihuudaanis Waaqatti, amanamaa Qulqullicha Sanatti iyyuu fincile.
