Hosea 11
1 When Israel was, a child, then I loved him, —and, out of Egypt, called I my son.
Ie mbe ni-ajaja t’Israele, le nikokoako vaho tinokako hiakats’ i Mitsraime i ana-dahikoy.
2 They invited them, —at once, they departed from before me, they, to the Baals, sacrificed, and, to the images, offered incense.
Ie nikanjieko iereo àntsake te nihànkañe, nisoroñe amo Baaleo, vaho nañembok’ amo samposampoo.
3 Yet, I, had taught Ephraim to walk, I used to take them upon mine arms, —But they acknowledged not that I had healed them.
Izaho ty nañoke i Efraime hitekeñe, rinambeko an-tañañe, fe tsy napota’iereo te izaho ty nampijangañe.
4 With human cords, used I to draw them, with the bands of love, so became I unto them like those who remove the yoke [that was] on their jaws, —and, holding out [food] to him, I let him eat.
Tinariko an-tali’ondaty, am-bahem-pikokoañe, le nanahake ty mpañaka-joka an-kàto’ iareo raho vaho finahako mora.
5 He was not to turn back into the land of Egypt, Howbeit, the Assyrian—he, became his king, for they refused to turn.
Apoho himpoly mb’an-tane Mitsraime re, naho ho mpanjaka’e t’i Asore, amy t’ie mifoneñe tsy himpoly amako.
6 Therefore shall the sword, rage, in his cities, and make an end of his multitudes, and consume them, —because of their counsels.
Hininininike amo rova’eo i fibaray, handrotsake ty sakan-dala’e, naho hampibotseke, ty amy fikililia’iareo.
7 But, my people, are bent towards turning from me, though upwards they call them, none of them can lift them.
Imanea’ ondatikoo ty hiola amako, ndra t’ie mikaike mb’ añ’Abo-Tia, leo raike tsy mañonjoñ’ Aze.
8 How can I give thee up, Ephraim? abandon thee Israel? How can I make thee as Admah? set thee as Zeboim? Mine own heart, turneth against me, at once, are kindled my compassions.
Akore ty hampipohako azo, ry Efraime? Akore ty hanolorako azo, ry Israele? Akore te hampanahafeko amy Admà? ndra t’ie hanoeñe hoe Tsibiìme? mikoretse ty an-troko ao, naho hene niviañeñe o fiferenaiñakoo.
9 I cannot execute the glow of mine anger, I cannot turn to destroy Ephraim, —for, GOD, am, I, and not man, When thou drawest near, [I am] a Holy One, though I do not enter a city.
Tsy hafetsako ty hasiahan-kaviñerako, tsy hibalike mb’amy Efraime handrotsake; amy te Andrianañahare iraho, fa tsy ondaty; t’i Masiñe añivo’ areo ao; tsy ho pok’eo an-kabosehañe iraho.
10 After Yahweh, let them go, Like a lion, will he roar, —When, he, shall roar, then let sons, come trembling, out of the West.
Hañavelo am-pañorihañe Iehovà iereo; hitroñe manahake o lionao re; aa ie mitromoroñe, le hititititike boak’ ahandrefañ’añe ty ana’dahy maro.
11 Let them come trembling like a small bird out of Egypt, and like a dove out of the land of Assyria, —so will I cause them to dwell by their own houses, Declareth Yahweh.
Hanahake o voroñeo ty hiborofota’ iareo boake Mitsraime añe, naho hoe deho hirik’ an-tane Asore añe; ie hapoko añ’anjomba’ iareo ao, hoe t’Iehovà.
12 They have compassed me about—with denial, Ephraim, with deceit, the house of Israel, —but, Judah, hath, again and again, run riot with GOD, though, with the holy places, entrusted.
Mañarikatoke ahy an-dañitse t’i Efraime, naho am-pamañahiañe ty anjomba’ Israele; Fa mbe mifehe aman’Añahare t’Iehoda, naho migahiñe amo raha miavakeo.
