Hosea 13
1 “When Ephraim speaks tremblingly, He has been lifted up in Israel, When he becomes guilty in Ba‘al he dies.
Lè Éphraïm te pale, te gen tranbleman. Li te leve tèt li wo an Israël; men ak Baal, li te fè mal, e li te mouri.
2 And now they sin, And make for themselves a molten image of their silver, By their own understanding—idols, A work of artisans—all of it, Of them they say, who [are] sacrificers among men, The calves let them kiss.
Epi koulye a, yo peche plis toujou, e yo fè pou tèt yo imaj fonn an ajan, menm zidòl yo selon jan yo konprann. Yo tout se zèv a mèt ouvriye yo ye. Yo di a yo menm: “Yo ofri sakrifis imen yo, e bo ti bèf yo!”
3 Therefore they are as a cloud of the morning, And as dew, rising early, going away, As chaff tossed about out of a floor, And as smoke out of a window.
Akoz sa, yo va tankou nwaj nan maten an ak lawouze k ap disparèt bonè, tankou pay ke van pote ale soti nan glasi vannen, e tankou Lafimen soti nan chemine.
4 And I [am] your God YHWH from the land of Egypt, And you do not know a God besides Me, And a Savior—there is none except Me.
Malgre sa, Mwen se SENYÈ, Bondye ou, depi nan peyi Égypte la; epi ou pa pou konnen okenn dye sof ke Mwen; paske nanpwen sovè sof ke Mwen.
5 I have known you in a wilderness, In a land of droughts.
Mwen te pran swen ou nan dezè a, nan peyi sechrès la.
6 They are satiated according to their feedings, They have been satiated, And their heart is lifted up, Therefore they have forgotten Me,
Lè yo te vin jwenn patiraj yo, yo te vin satisfè; yo te vin satisfè e kè yo te vin ògeye. Konsa, yo te bliye Mwen.
7 And I am to them as a lion, I look out as a leopard by the way.
Akoz sa, Mwen va vin tankou yon lyon anvè yo. Kon yon leyopa, Mwen va kouche an kachèt bò chemen an.
8 I meet them as a bereaved bear, And I tear the enclosure of their heart, And I consume them there as a lioness, A beast of the field tears them.
Mwen va rankontre yo kon yon lous ki fenk fin pèdi pitit li, e mwen va chire lestomak yo nèt. Sou plas, Mwen va devore yo tankou yon manman lyon, jan yon bèt sovaj ta chire yo.
9 You have destroyed yourself, O Israel, But in Me [is] your help;
Se destriksyon pa w, O Israël! Akoz ou kont Mwen, kont sekou ou.
10 Where [is] your king now—And he saves you in all your cities? And your judges of whom you said, Give a king and heads to me?
Kote wa ou a koulye a, pou li ta ka sove ou nan tout vil ou yo? Ak jij ke ou te mande yo: “Ban mwen yon wa ak prens yo”?
11 I give to you a king in My anger, And I take away in My wrath.
Mwen te bay ou yon wa nan kòlè Mwen, e Mwen te fè l soti nan kòlè Mwen.
12 Bound up [is] the iniquity of Ephraim, Hidden [is] his sin,
Inikite a Éphraïm vin ogmante nèt; peche li vin mete nan depo.
13 Pangs of a travailing woman come to him, He [is] not a wise son, For he does not remain [at] the time for the breaking forth of sons.
Doulè a yon fanm k ap pouse pitit va vini sou li; se pa yon fis ki saj, k ap rete nan vant ki ouvri e k ap tann li soti a.
14 Will I ransom them from the hand of Sheol? Will I redeem them from death? Where [is] your plague, O death? Where your destruction, O Sheol? Comfort is hid from My eyes. (Sheol h7585)
Mwen va rachte yo soti anba pouvwa a Sejou mò yo; mwen va rachte yo soti anba lanmò. O lanmò! Kote pikan ou yo? O Sejou mò yo! Kote destriksyon ou an? Repantans va vin kache devan zye M. (Sheol h7585)
15 Though he produces fruit among brothers, An east wind comes in, a wind of YHWH, From a wilderness it is coming up, And it dries up his fountain, And his spring becomes dry, It—it spoils a treasure—every desirable vessel.
Malgre li pote fwi pami frè li yo, yon van nan lès va vini; van SENYÈ a k ap monte soti nan dezè a. Sous dlo li va vin sèch, e fontèn dlo li va seche. Li va piyaje trezò tout bagay ki gen valè.
16 Samaria becomes desolate, Because she has been rebellious against her God, They fall by sword, Their sucklings are dashed in pieces, And its pregnant ones are ripped up!”
Samarie va pote koupabilite li, paske li te fè rebèl kont Bondye li a. Yo va tonbe pa nepe. Timoun piti yo va vin kraze an mòso, epi fanm ansent yo va vin dechire nèt.
