Hosea 13
1 “When Ephraim spoke, there was trembling. He exalted himself in Israel, but he became guilty because of Baal worship, and he died.
Når Efraim talte, skjalv man, i Israel var han fyrste, han forbrød sig med Ba'alog døde.
2 Now they sin more and more. They make cast metal figures from their silver, idols as skillfully worked as possible, all of them the work of the craftsmen. People say of them, 'These men who sacrifice kiss calves.'
Nu bliver de ved at synde og laver sig støbte Guder, dannet som Billeder af Sølv, Arbejderes Værk til Hobe; de siger: "Til dem skal I ofre!" Mennesker kysser Kalve!
3 So they will be like the morning clouds, like the dew that goes away early, like the chaff that is driven by the wind away from a threshing floor, and like smoke out of a chimney.
Derfor: som Morgentåge, som Duggen, der årle svinder, som Avner, der blæses fra Lo, som Røg fra Røghul skal de blive.
4 But I am Yahweh your God from the land of Egypt. You must acknowledge no God but me; you must acknowledge that besides me, there is no other savior.
Og jeg er HERREN din Gud, fra du var i Ægyptens Land; du kender ej Gud uden mig, uden mig er der ingen Frelser;
5 I knew you in the wilderness, in the land of great dryness.
jeg var din Vogter i Ørken, den svidende Tørkes Land.
6 When you had pasture, then you became full; and when you were filled, your heart became lifted up. For that reason you forgot me.
Som de græssede, åd de sig mætte, ja mætte, men Hjertet blev stolt; derfor glemte de mig.
7 I will become like a lion to them; like a leopard I will watch along the path.
Så blev jeg for dem som en Løve, en lurende Panter ved Vejen,
8 I will attack them as a bear that is robbed of her cubs. I will rip open their chests, and there I will devour them as a lion, as a wild beast would tear them to pieces.
jeg falder over dem som Bjørnen, hvis Unger man tog. Jeg sønderriver dem Brystet, Hunde skal æde deraf, Markens Dyr flå dem sønder.
9 I will destroy you, Israel; who will be able to help you?
Når Ulykken kommer, Israel, hvor mon du da finder Hjælp?
10 Where now is your king, that he may save you in all your cities? Where are your rulers, about whom you said to me, 'Give me a king and princes'?
Hvor er da din Konge til Frelse for dig i alle dine Byer, Herskerne, om hvem du siger: "Giv mig dog Konge og Fyrster!"
11 I gave you a king in my anger, and I took him away in my wrath.
Jeg giver dig Konge i Vrede og fjerner ham atter i Harme.
12 Ephraim's iniquity has been stored up; his guilt has been stored up.
Tilbundet er Efraims Brøde, hans Synd gemt hen.
13 Pains of childbirth will come on him, but he is an unwise son, for when it is time to be born, he does not come out of the womb.
Hans Fødselsstunds Veer er der, men sært er Barnet, som ej kommer frem i Tide, så Fødselen får Ende.
14 Will I rescue them from the hand of Sheol? Will I rescue them from death? Where, death, are your plagues? Where, Sheol, is your destruction? Compassion is hidden from my eyes.” (Sheol h7585)
Dem skal jeg fri fra Dødsriget, løse fra Døden! Nej, Død, hvor er din Pest, Dødsrige, hvor er din Sot? Til Mildhed kender jeg ej, thi et sært Barn er han. (Sheol h7585)
15 Though Ephraim is prosperous among his brothers, an east wind will come; the wind of Yahweh will blow in from the wilderness. Ephraim's spring will dry up, and his well will have no water. His enemy will plunder his storehouse of every precious object.
En Østenstorm, Herrens Ånde, bruser frem fra Ørken, løfter sig, tørrer hans Væld, gør hans Kilde tør, den tager hans Skatkammer med alle dets Skatte.
16 Samaria will be guilty, for she has rebelled against her God. They will fall by the sword; their young children will be dashed to pieces, and their pregnant women will be ripped open.
Samaria skal bøde, thi det stod sin Gud imod. For Sværd skal de falde, Børnene knuses, frugtsommelige Kvinders Liv rives op.
