Hosea 10
1 'An empty vine [is] Israel, Fruit he maketh like to himself, According to the abundance of his fruit, He hath multiplied for the altars, According to the goodness of his land, They have made goodly standing-pillars.
Izrel bụ osisi vaịnị dị mma, nke na-amịta mkpụrụ nke ukwuu. Dịka mkpụrụ ya na-aba ụba, otu a ka o si amụba ebe ịchụ aja ya. Dịka ala ya na-abawanyekwa ụba otu a ka o si edoziri onwe ya nkume dị nsọ.
2 Their heart hath been divided, now they are guilty, He doth break down their altars, He doth destroy their standing-pillars.
Obi ha dị aghụghọ, ma ugbu a, ha ga-ata ahụhụ maka ikpe ọmụma ha. Onyenwe anyị ga-akwatu ebe nchụaja ha, ma mebikwaa ogidi nkume nsọ ha niile.
3 For now they say: We have no king, Because we have not feared Jehovah, And the king — what doth he for us?
Ma ugbu a, ha ga-asị, “Anyị enweghị eze, nʼihi na anyị anaghị atụ Onyenwe anyị egwu, ma olee ihe eze nwere ike ị mere anyị?”
4 They have spoken words, To swear falsehood in making a covenant, And flourished as a poisonous herb hath judgment, on the furrows of a field.
Ha na-ekwu okwu na-abaghị uru, were ịṅụ iyi na-agbakwa ndụ, ya mere ikpe ikpe jiri jupụta nʼebe niile, dịka ahịhịa ọjọọ nʼubi.
5 For the calves of Beth-Aven fear do inhabitants of Samaria, Surely mourned on account of it hath its people, And its priests on account of it leap about, Because of its honour, for it hath removed from it,
Ndị bi na Sameria ga-atụ ụjọ nʼihi chi nke nwa ehi a kpụrụ akpụ dị na Bet-Aven. Ndị ya ga-eruru ya ụjụ, otu a kwa ka ndị nchụaja ya rụrụ arụ ga-esi ruoru ya ụjụ, maka ebube nke a napụrụ ya.
6 Also it to Asshur is carried, a present to a warlike king, Shame doth Ephraim receive, And ashamed is Israel of its own counsel.
Ha ga-eburu ha gaa Asịrịa, dịka onyinye ịnata ihuọma a ga-enye eze ukwu ahụ. A ga-emenye Ifrem ihere nʼihu, Izrel ga-ekpudokwa ihu nʼala maka mmekọrịta ya na ndị mba ọzọ.
7 Cut off is Samaria! Its king [is] as a chip on the face of the waters.
A ga-ala eze Sameria nʼiyi dịka irighiri osisi nʼelu mmiri niile,
8 And destroyed have been high places of Aven, the sin of Israel. Thorn and bramble go up on their altars, And they have said to hills, Cover us, And to heights, Fall upon us.
a ga-ebibicha ebe niile dị elu nke ihe ọjọọ, bụ Aven, ọ bụ ya bụ mmehie ndị Izrel, ogwu na uke ga-etolitekwa, nʼebe nchụaja ha. Mgbe ahụ ha ga-asị, ugwu ukwu niile, “Kpuchite anyị!” Sịkwa ugwu nta niile, “Dakwasị anyị!”
9 From the days of Gibeah thou hast sinned, O Israel, There they have stood, Not overtake them in Gibeah doth battle, Because of sons of perverseness.
“Site nʼụbọchị nke Gibea, gị Izrel nọ na mmehie, i nwebeghị ike site na mmehie ndị a wezuga onwe gị. Ọ bụ na agha agaghị eri ha bụ ndị na-eme ajọọ omume na Gibea?
10 When I desire, then I do bind them, And gathered against them have peoples, When they bind themselves to their two iniquities.
Aga m abịa buso ndị mmehie a agha, nye ya ahụhụ; mba ndị ọzọ ga-ebilite megide ha, taa ha ahụhụ nʼihi ajọ omume abụọ ha.
11 And Ephraim [is] a trained heifer — loving to thresh, And I — I have passed over on the goodness of its neck, I cause [one] to ride Ephraim, Plough doth Judah, harrow for him doth Jacob.
Ifrem bụ nne ehi a zụrụ azụ nke hụrụ ịzọcha ọka nʼanya, nʼihi ya, M ga-ekonye ịyagba nʼolu nʼolu ọma ya ahụ. Aga m agba Ifrem dịka ịnyịnya, Juda aghaghị ịkọ ala ubi Jekọb ga-akọze ala nye onwe ya.
12 Sow for yourselves in righteousness, Reap according to loving-kindness, Till for yourselves tillage of knowledge, To seek Jehovah, Till he come and shew righteousness to you.
Ya mere, ghaanụ mkpụrụ ezi omume maka onwe unu, unu ga-aghọtakwa mkpụrụ ịhụnanya. Kọgharịakwanụ obi unu siri ike, nʼihi na ugbu a bụ oge ịchọ Onyenwe anyị, tutu ruo mgbe ọ bịara wụkwasị unu mmiri ozuzo dịka ezi omume.
13 Ye have ploughed wickedness, Perversity ye have reaped, Ye have eaten the fruit of lying, For thou hast trusted in thy way, In the abundance of thy might.
Ma unu akụọla mkpụrụ ajọ omume; unu aghọtakwala ihe ọjọọ dịka ihe ubi. Unu eriela mkpụrụ osisi ụgha. Nʼihi na unu atụkwasịla obi unu nʼịdị ike nke onwe unu, na nʼịdị ọtụtụ nke ndị bụ dike nʼagha unu.
14 And rise doth a tumult among thy people, And all thy fortresses are spoiled, As the spoiling of Shalman of Beth-Arbel, In a day of battle, Mother against sons dashed in pieces.
Nʼihi ya, ụzụ nke ibu agha aghaghị ibili nʼetiti unu, ebe unu niile e wusiri ike ga-ada. Ọ ga-ada dịka Shalman si bibie Bet Abel nʼụbọchị agha, mgbe a tụpịara ndị bụ nne na ụmụ ha.
15 Thus hath Beth-El done to you, Because of the evil of your wickedness, In the dawn cut off utterly is a king of Israel!
Ọ bụ ihe dị otu a ga-adakwasị gị, Betel, nʼihi na ajọ omume gị dị ukwuu. Mgbe chi ụbọchị ahụ bọrọ, a ga-ala eze Izrel nʼiyi kpamkpam.
