Hosea 10
1 Kpɔ ale si kesinɔnuwo yɔ Israel ɖa! Israel le abe wainka si vu, eye wòtse ku kplanya la ene. Ale si ke wòtse ku geɖewoe la, nenema ke wòtua vɔsamlekpuiwoe. Zi ale si meyra ɖe eƒe anyigba dzi la, zi nenema ke wòliaa legba dzɔtsuwoe.
Israel is a leafy vine, its fruit has been suitable to him. According to the multitude of his fruit, he has multiplied altars; according to the fertility of his land, he has abounded with graven images.
2 Woƒe dziwo te ɖa xaa tso Mawu gbɔ. Wodze agɔ, eya ta ele be woahe to na wo. Yehowa agbã woƒe trɔ̃ƒewo, eye wòagbã woƒe legbawo.
His heart has been divided, so now they will cross the divide. He will break apart their images; he will plunder their sanctuaries.
3 Ekema woagblɔ be, “Fia aɖeke megale mía si o, elabena míede bubu Yehowa ŋu o. Ke ne fia le mía si hã la, nu ka wòawɔ na mí?”
For now they will say, “We have no king. For we do not fear the Lord. And what would a king do for us?”
4 Wokaa atam dzodzrowo tsɔ ɖoa kpe nubabla dzii, eya ta ʋɔnudɔdrɔ̃ anye ɖe wo ŋuti abe ale si aɖigbe miena ɖe agble me ene.
You speak words about a useless vision, and you will strike a deal. And judgment will spring up like bitterness in the furrows of the field.
5 Ŋɔdzi ɖo Samariatɔwo le woƒe nyivimawu si le Bet Aven ta. Esubɔlawo le nu xam le eta, eye vodua ƒe nunɔlawo axa nu le esi eƒe ŋutikɔkɔe dzo le egbɔ la ta.
The inhabitants of Samaria have worshipped the calf of Bethaven. For the keepers of its temple, who had exulted over it in its glory, and its people, have mourned over it because it migrated from there.
6 Ne Asiriatɔwo ɖe aboyo wo mlɔeba la, woatsɔ woƒe nyivimawu la ana Asiria fia, Yareb, abe nunana ene. Ŋukpe alé Efraim, eye Israel ƒe mo atsi yaa le eƒe legbawo ta.
If, indeed, it also has been offered to Assur, as a gift for the Avenging king, confusion will seize Ephraim, and Israel will be confounded by his own will.
7 Woakplɔ Samaria kple eƒe fia adzoe abe ale si ƒutsotsoe kplɔa futukpɔ dzonae ene.
Samaria has required her king to pass by, like foam on the face of the water.
8 Woagbã vɔ̃ɖinyenye ƒe vɔsaƒe siwo le Aven, eyae nye Israel ƒe nu vɔ̃. Ŋu kple aŋɔka avu atsyɔ woƒe vɔsamlekpuiwo dzi. Woagblɔ na towo be, “Mitsyɔ mía dzi,” eye woagblɔ na togbɛwo be, “Mimu dze mía dzi.”
And the heights of the idol, the sin of Israel, will be utterly destroyed. The burr and the thistle will rise up over their altars. And they will say to the mountains, ‘Cover us,’ and to the hills, ‘Fall on us.’
9 “O Israel, èwɔ nu vɔ̃ tso Gibea ŋɔli ke, eye nègale ewɔwɔ dzi. Ɖe Gibea ƒe nu vɔ̃ wɔwɔ mena woɖu wo dzi le aʋa me oa?
From the days of Gibeah, Israel has sinned; in this, they remained firm. The battle in Gibeah against the sons of iniquity will not take hold of them.
10 Matso ɖe mia ŋuti le miaƒe tosesẽ ta; ɖe miaƒe nu vɔ̃ siwo do agba ɖe mia dzi ta la, madɔ dukɔ bubuwo ƒe asrafowo ɖe mia ŋuti be woahe to na mi, le miaƒe nu vɔ̃ eve siwo dzɔ le ɣeyiɣi ɖeka me la ta.
According to my desire, I will correct them. And the peoples will be gathered together over them, while they are chastised for their two iniquities.
11 Efraim léa be na nyiviwo nyuie, eye blinyɔnyɔ hã dzɔa dzi nɛ; azɔ la matsɔ kɔkuti ade eƒe kɔ nyuie la, eye matsi ɖe tasiaɖam ŋu, Yuda aŋlɔ agble, eye Yakob adzobo anyigba
Ephraim is a heifer that has been taught to love treading out the grain, but I passed over the beauty of her neck. I will rise over Ephraim. Judah will plough; Jacob will break up the soil for himself.
12 Miƒã dzɔdzɔenyenye ƒe ku, ekema miaŋe nye lɔlɔ̃; miŋlɔ miaƒe dzi sesẽ la abe agble ene, elabena azɔe nye Yehowa diɣi, be wòava akɔ dzɔdzɔenyenye ɖe mia dzi.
Sow for yourselves in justice, and harvest in the mouth of mercy; renew your fallow land. But the time when you will seek the Lord is the time when he will arrive who will teach you justice.
13 Ke miede nu vɔ̃ɖi wɔwɔ ƒe agble, miexa nu madzɔmadzɔ wɔwɔ, mieɖu alakpakutsetse; elabena mieɖo ŋu ɖe miaƒe ŋusẽ kple aʋakɔ gã la ŋu.
You have ploughed impiety; you have harvested iniquity; you have eaten the fruit of lies. For you had confidence in your ways, in the multitude of your good fortunes.
14 Esia ta aʋawɔwɔ ƒe ŋɔdzi alé wò dukɔ, eye woagbã wò mɔ sesẽwo katã, abe ale si Salman wɔe le Bet Arbel ene; le nyadzɔdzɔ ma me la, wolé nyɔnuwo kple wo viwo siaa xlã ɖe anyi woku.
A tumult will arise among your people. And all your fortifications will be laid waste, just as Salman was destroyed by the house of him that judged Baal on the day of the battle, the mother having been crushed against her sons.
15 Esia anye ale si woawɔ wò, O Betel, elabena wò nu vɔ̃ɖiwo sɔ gbɔ. Le ŋdi kanya gbe ɖeka la, woaɖe Israel fia ƒe agbe ɖa.
So has Bethel done to you, before the face of your malicious wickedness.
