Hosea 7
1 When I would have brought healing to Israel, then was disclosed the iniquity of Ephraim, and the wicked doings of Samaria, for they have wrought falsehood, —when, a thief, would enter, a band roamed about, outside,
Afsløret er Efraims Brøde, Samarias ondskab, thi Svig er, hvad de har for, og Tyve gør Indbrud, Ransmænd røver paa Gaden.
2 And they say not to their own hearts, that, all their wickedness, I remember, now, have their doings, beset them about, right before my face, have they been done.
De tænker ej paa, at jeg husker al deres Ondskab. Nu staar deres Gerninger om dem, de er for mit Aasyn.
3 By their wickedness, they gladden a king, and, by their flatteries, —rulers.
Med ondt i Sinde glæder de Kongen, under sleske Lader Fyrster.
4 They all, are adulterers, like an oven too hot for the baker, —who leaveth off stoking, after kneading the dough, till the whole be leavened.
Horkarle er de alle. De ligner en gloende Ovn, som en Bager standser med at ilde, fra Æltning til Dejgen er syret.
5 In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, —he hath extended his hand with scoffers.
De gør paa Kongens Dag Fyrsterne syge af Rus. Spottere giver han Haanden,
6 For they have made ready, like an oven, their heart, by their lying in wait, —all the night, their baker sleepeth, in the morning, he, kindleth up as it were a blazing fire.
thi lumskelig nærmed de sig. Hjertet er som en Ovn; deres Vrede sover om Natten, men brænder i Lue ved Gry.
7 They all, become hot as an oven, and devour their judges, —all their kings, have fallen, there hath been none among them crying unto me.
Som Ovnen gløder de alle, deres Herskere æder de op; alle deres Konger falder, ej en af dem paakalder mig.
8 As for Ephraim! with the peoples, hath he been mingling himself, —Ephraim, is a cake not turned.
Efraim er iblandt Folkene, aflægs er han; Efraim er som en Kage, der ikke er vendt.
9 Foreigners have, eaten up, his strength, and, he, knoweth it not, —even gray hairs, are sprinkled upon him, and, he, knoweth it not.
Fremmede tæred hans Kraft, han mærker det ej; hans Haar er ogsaa graanet, han mærker det ej.
10 Therefore doth the Excellency of Israel, answer, to his face; yet have they not returned unto Yahweh their God, nor have they sought him, in spite of all this!
Mod Israel vidner dets Hovmod; de vendte ej om til HERREN deres Gud og søgte ham ikke trods alt.
11 So then, Ephraim, hath become, like a simple dove, having no understanding, on Egypt, have they called, to Assyria, have they gone,
Efraim er som en Due, tankeløs, dum; de kalder Ægypten til Hjælp og vandrer til Assur.
12 Whithersoever they go, I will spread over them my net, like a bird of the heavens, will I bring them down, I will chastise them, by the time the report can reach the flock of them.
Men medens de vandrer, kaster jeg Nettet over dem, bringer dem ned som Himlens Fugle og revser dem for deres Ondskab.
13 Woe to them! for they have taken flight from me, destruction to them! for they have transgressed against me, —when, I, would have ransomed them, then, they, spake—concerning me—falsehoods.
Ve dem, fordi de veg fra mig, Død over dem for deres Frafald! Og jeg skulde genløse dem, endskønt de lyver imod mig!
14 Neither made they outcry unto me, in their heart, although they kept on howling upon their beds, over corn and new wine, they gathered themselves together, they rebelled against me.
De raaber ej til mig af Hjertet, naar de jamrer paa Lejet, saarer sig for Korn og Most og er genstridige mod mig.
15 When, I, had warned them, I strengthened their arm, —yet, against me, kept they on devising wickedness.
Jeg gav deres Arme Styrke, men ondt har de for imod mig.
16 They would return—not to him who is on high! They have become like a deceitful bow, their rulers, shall fall by the sword, for the rage of their tongue, this, [shall be] their derision in the land of Egypt.
De vender sig, dog ej opad, de er som en slappet Bue. Deres Fyrster skal falde for Sværd ved deres Tunges Frækhed. Det spottes de for i Ægypten.
