Hosea 9
1 Rejoice not, O Israel, for gladness, as other people; for thou art gone astray, unfaithful to thy God: thou hast loved the wages of sin upon every corn-filled threshing-floor.
Glæd dig ikke, Israel! indtil Jubel, som Folkene; thi du har bedrevet Hor og vendt dig fra din Gud, du har elsket Bolerlønnen paa alle Kornloer.
2 The threshing-floor and the wine-press shall not feed them, and the new wine shall deceive them.
Loen og Persen skulle ikke føde dem, og Mosten skal slaa dem fejl.
3 They shall not dwell in the land of the Lord; but Ephraim shall return to Egypt, and in Assyria will they eat unclean things.
De skulle ikke blive boende i Herrens Land; men Efraim skal komme tilbage til Ægypten, og i Assyrien skulle de æde, hvad der er urent.
4 They shall not pour out wine to the Lord, and [their offerings] shall not be pleasing unto him; their sacrifices shall be unto them as the bread of mourners; all that eat thereof shall be polluted: for this their food can only be for themselves, it shall not come into the house of the Lord.
De skulle ikke udøse Vin til Drikoffer for Herren, og deres Slagtofre skulle ikke behage ham; deres Brød er som Sorgens Brød, alle, som æde det, skulle blive urene; thi deres Brød er for deres egen Trang, det kommer ikke i Herrens Hus.
5 What will ye do on the day of the appointed festival, and on the day of the feast of the Lord?
Hvad ville I gøre paa Højtidsdagen og paa Herrens Festdag?
6 For, lo, they are gone forth because of the desolation: Egypt will gather them up, Moph will bury them: the pleasant chambers for their silver, —these shall nettles take possession of; thorns shall [grow] in their tents.
Thi se, de gaa bort for Ødelæggelsen, Ægypten skal samle dem, Mof skal begrave dem; Nælder skulle arve deres yndige Ting af Sølv, Torne skulle vokse op i deres Telte.
7 Come are the days of the visitation, come are the days of thy recompense; this shall Israel experience: a fool was the prophet, mad the inspired man, because of the greatness of thy iniquity, and the great hatefulness.
Hjemsøgelsens Dage ere komne, Betalingens Dage ere komne, Israel skal fornemme det; en Daare er Profeten, en gal er Aandens Mand — for din store Misgernings og den heftige Efterstræbelses Skyld.
8 The watchman of Ephraim with my God, the prophet, was a snare of the fowler on all his ways, a hateful thing in the house of his god.
Efraim ser sig om, foruden til min Gud; Profeten er en Fuglefængers Snare paa alle hans Veje, der er Efterstræbelser i hans Guds Hus.
9 They are deeply corrupt, as in the days of Gib'ah: he will remember their iniquity, he will visit their sins.
De ere sunkne dybt i Fordærvelse som i Gibeas Dage; han skal ihukomme deres Misgerning, han skal hjemsøge deres Synder.
10 Like grapes in the wilderness had I found Israel; as the first ripe fruit on the fig-tree in the first of the season had I seen your fathers; but they too went to Ba'al-pe'or: and devoted themselves unto that shameful idol, and became abominations as those they loved.
Jeg fandt Israel som Druer i Ørken, jeg saa eders Fædre som den tidlige Frugt paa Figentræet i dets første Tid; men de gik ind til Baal-Peor og viede sig til Skændsel, og de bleve en Vederstyggelighed ligesom deres Boler.
11 As for Ephraim, their glory shall fly away like a bird: there is no more birth, and no pregnancy, and no conception.
Efraims Herlighed skal bortflyve som en Fugl; ingen føder, og ingen bliver frugtsommelig, og ingen undfanger.
12 But though they were to bring up their children, yet would I bereave them, that there should be no man: yea, woe also to themselves, when I depart from them!
Thi om de end opføde deres Børn, vil jeg dog berøve dem deres Børn, saa at intet Menneske bliver tilbage; thi ve dem selv, naar jeg viger fra dem!
13 Ephraim, as I have seen him like Tyre, planted in a pleasant meadow, —yet this Ephraim shall lead forth to the murderer his children.
Efraim er, som om jeg ser hen til Tyrus, plantet paa en Eng; men Efraim maa føre sine Børn ud til Manddraberen.
14 Give them, O Lord, what thou wilt give! give them a miscarrying womb and dried-up breasts.
Giv dem, Herre! — ja, hvad skal du give? Giv dem ufrugtbart Moderliv og udtørrede Bryster.
15 All their wickedness is in Gilgal; for there I [learnt to] hate them; for the wickedness of their doings will I drive them out of my house: I will love them no farther; all their princes are rebels.
Al deres Ondskab er i Gilgal; thi der har jeg fattet Had til dem, for deres Idrætters Ondskabs Skyld vil jeg udstøde dem af mit Hus, jeg vil ikke blive ved at elske dem; alle deres Fyrster ere genstridige.
16 Smitten is Ephraim, their root is dried up, they shall bear no fruit; yea, though they should bring forth, yet would I slay the beloved fruit of their body.
Ramt er Efraim, deres Rod er bleven tør, de skulle ikke bære Frugt; og om de end føde, vil jeg dog dræbe deres elskede Livsfrugt.
17 My God will reject them, because they did not hearken unto him: and they shall be wanderers among the nations.
Min Gud skal forkaste dem, thi de have ikke hørt ham, og de skulle vanke hid og did iblandt Hedningerne.
