Hosea 13
1 When Ephraim speaketh tremblingly, He hath been lifted up in Israel, When he becometh guilty in Baal he dieth.
Nígbà ti Efraimu bá ń sọ̀rọ̀, àwọn ènìyàn máa ń wárìrì, a gbé e ga ní Israẹli ṣùgbọ́n ó jẹ̀bi ẹ̀sùn pé ó ń sin òrìṣà Baali, ó sì kú.
2 And now do they add to sin, And make to them a molten image of their silver, By their own understanding — idols, A work of artisans — all of it, Of them they say, who [are] sacrificers among men, 'The calves let them kiss.'
Báyìí, wọ́n ń dá ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ kún ẹ̀ṣẹ̀; wọn fi fàdákà ṣe ère òrìṣà fúnra wọn; ère tí a fi ọgbọ́n dá àrà sí, gbogbo wọn jẹ́ iṣẹ́ ọwọ́ oníṣọ̀nà. Wọn ń sọ nípa àwọn ènìyàn wọ̀nyí. Pé, “Jẹ́ kí àwọn ènìyàn tí ń rú ẹbọ fi ẹnu, ko àwọn ẹgbọrọ màlúù ni ẹnu.”
3 Therefore they are as a cloud of the morning, And as dew, rising early, going away, As chaff tossed about out of a floor, And as smoke out of a window.
Nítorí náà wọn yóò dàbí ìkùùkuu òwúrọ̀, bí ìrì òwúrọ̀ kùtùkùtù tó máa ń parẹ́, bí i èèpo ìyẹ̀fun tí afẹ́fẹ́ gbé láti ibi ìpakà bí èéfín tó rú jáde gba ojú fèrèsé.
4 And I [am] Jehovah thy God from the land of Egypt, And a God besides Me thou dost not know, And a Saviour — there is none save Me.
“Ṣùgbọ́n Èmi ni Olúwa Ọlọ́run rẹ̀, ẹni tó mú ọ jáde láti ilẹ̀ Ejibiti wá. Ìwọ̀ kì yóò sì mọ ọlọ́run mìíràn àfi èmi kò sí olùgbàlà mìíràn lẹ́yìn mi.
5 I — I have known thee in a wilderness, In a land of droughts.
Mo ṣe ìtọ́jú rẹ ní aginjù, ní ilẹ̀ tí ó gbẹ tí kò ní omi.
6 According to their feedings they are satiated, They have been satiated, And their heart is lifted up, Therefore they have forgotten Me,
Wọn ni ìtẹ́lọ́rùn nígbà tí mo fún wọn ní oúnjẹ, Nígbà tí wọ́n ní ìtẹ́lọ́rùn tan wọ́n di agbéraga. Nígbà náà ni wọ́n sì gbàgbé mi.
7 And I am to them as a lion, As a leopard by the way I look out.
Nítorí náà, Èmi yóò dìde sí wọn bí i kìnnìún, Èmi yóò fi ara pamọ́ dè wọ́n lọ́nà bí i ẹkùn.
8 I do meet them as a bereaved bear, And I rend the enclosure of their heart.
Beari igbó tí a já ọmọ rẹ̀ gbà, Èmi yóò bá wọn jà bí? Èmi yóò sì fà wọ́n ya bí ìgbà tí ẹkùn bá fa ara wọn ya bi ẹranko búburú ni èmi yóò fa wọn ya.
9 And I consume them there as a lioness, A beast of the field doth rend them.
“A ti pa ọ́ run, ìwọ Israẹli, nítorí pé ìwọ lòdì sí mi, ìwọ lòdì sí olùrànlọ́wọ́ rẹ.
10 Thou hast destroyed thyself, O Israel, But in Me [is] thy help, Where [is] thy king now — And he doth save thee in all thy cities? And thy judges of whom thou didst say, 'Give to me a king and heads?'
Níbo ni ọba rẹ gbé wà nísinsin yìí kí ó bá à le gbà ọ là? Níbo ni àwọn olórí ìlú yín wà, àwọn tí ẹ sọ pé, ‘Fún wa ní ọba àti ọmọ-aládé’?
11 I give to thee a king in Mine anger, And I take away in My wrath.
Nítorí èyí nínú ìbínú mi ni mo fún un yín ní ọba, nínú ìbínú gbígbóná mi, mo sì mú un kúrò.
12 Bound up [is] the iniquity of Ephraim, Hidden [is] his sin,
Ẹ̀bi Efraimu ni a tí ko jọ gbogbo ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ rẹ̀ wà nínú àkọsílẹ̀.
13 Pangs of a travailing woman come to him, He [is] a son not wise, For he remaineth not the time for the breaking forth of sons.
Ìrora bí obìnrin tó fẹ́ bímọ ti dé bá a, ṣùgbọ́n ó jẹ́ ọmọ tí kò lọ́gbọ́n, nígbà tí àsìkò tó, ó kọ̀ láti jáde síta láti inú.
14 From the hand of Sheol I do ransom them, From death I redeem them, Where [is] thy plague, O death? Where thy destruction, O Sheol? Repentance is hid from Mine eyes. (Sheol h7585)
“Èmi yóò rà wọ́n padà kúrò lọ́wọ́ agbára isà òkú. Èmi yóò rà wọ́n padà lọ́wọ́ ikú, ikú, àjàkálẹ̀-ààrùn rẹ dà? Isà òkú, ìparun rẹ dà? “Èmi kò ní ṣàánú mọ́. (Sheol h7585)
15 Though he among brethren produceth fruit, Come in doth an east wind, a wind of Jehovah, From a wilderness it is coming up, And it drieth up his fountain, And become dry doth his spring, It — it spoileth a treasure — every desirable vessel.
Bí ó tilẹ̀ gbilẹ̀ láàrín àwọn arákùnrin rẹ̀ afẹ́fẹ́ ìlà-oòrùn láti ọ̀dọ̀ Olúwa yóò wá, yóò fẹ́ wá láti inú aginjù orísun omi rẹ̀ yóò gbẹ kànga rẹ̀ yóò gbẹ pẹ̀lú olè yóò fọ́ ilé ẹrù àti gbogbo ilé ìṣúra rẹ̀.
16 Become desolate doth Samaria, Because she hath rebelled against her God, By sword they do fall, Their sucklings are dashed in pieces, And its pregnant ones are ripped up!
Ará Samaria gbọdọ̀ ru ẹ̀bi wọn, nítorí pé wọ́n ti ṣọ̀tẹ̀ sí Ọlọ́run wọn. Wọn ó ti ipa idà ṣubú; a ó fọ́ àwọn ọmọ wọn mọ́lẹ̀, a ó sì la àwọn aboyún wọn nínú.”
