Hosea 7
1 When I was about to deliver my people from captivity, When I would have healed Israel, Then the iniquity of Ephraim was discovered, And the wickedness of Samaria; For they practise fraud, And the thief entereth in, And the band of robbers spoileth 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 they think not in their hearts, That I remember all their wickedness. Now shall their doings encompass them; They are 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 With their wickedness they gladden the king, And with their falsehoods the princes; All of them are adulterers;
Ved deres Ondskab glæde de en Konge og Fyrster ved deres Løgn.
4 They are as an oven heated by the baker; He ceaseth to stir the fire, Until the dough which he hath kneaded be 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 On the feast-day of our king, the princes are sick with the heat of wine, And he stretcheth out his hand with revilers.
Paa vor Konges Dag blive Fyrsterne syge ved Hede af Vinen, han rækker Spottere sin Haand.
6 For they make ready their heart like an oven, while they lie in wait; All night the baker sleepeth; In the morning it gloweth like 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 all glow as an oven; They have devoured their judges; All their kings have fallen; And none among them calleth upon 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 hath mixed himself with the nations; Ephraim is a cake 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 knoweth it not; Yea, gray hairs are sprinkled upon him, Yet he knoweth it not.
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 The pride of Israel testifieth to his face; Yet do not they return to Jehovah their God, Nor seek him, for all this.
Og Israels Stolthed vidner imod ham, men de vende ikke om til Herren deres Gud og søge ham ikke, uagtet alt dette.
11 Ephraim is like a silly dove, without understanding; They call upon Egypt; they go to Assyria.
Men Efraim er bleven ligesom en enfoldig Due, uden Forstand; de raabe paa Ægypten, de gaa til Assyrien.
12 When they go, I will spread my net over them; As birds of heaven will I bring them down. I will chastise them, as hath been proclaimed in their congregation.
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 wandered from me! Destruction upon them, for they have rebelled against me! Though I myself would redeem them, they speak falsely to 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 They cry not to me from their heart, But howl upon their beds; For corn and wine they assemble themselves; They rebel against 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 I have chastened them; I have also strengthened their arms; Yet do they devise evil against me.
Og jeg oplærte, jeg styrkede deres Arme; men imod mig optænke de ondt.
16 They return, but not to the Most High; They are like a deceitful bow; Their princes shall fall by the sword for the haughtiness of their tongues; This shall be their reproach 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.
