Hosea 7
1 Ne medi be mada gbe le Israel ŋu la, ekema Efraim ƒe nu vɔ̃wo dzea go, eye wokloa nu le Samaria ƒe nu vɔ̃wo dzi, elabena woblea ame, gbãa ʋɔ, fia fi, eye wodaa adzo le mɔtata dzi.
When I woulde haue healed Israel, then the iniquitie of Ephraim was discouered, and the wickednesse of Samaria: for they haue dealt falsly: and the theefe commeth in, and the robber spoyleth without.
2 Dua me tɔwo hã mede dzesii be nye ŋku le woƒe nu vɔ̃ɖiwo wɔwɔ dzi o. Woƒe nu vɔ̃ ɖe to ɖe wo godoo va kpe, eya ta mele wo katã kpɔm.
And they consider not in their hearts, that I remember all their wickednes: now their owne inuentions haue beset them about: they are in my sight.
3 “Wotsɔa woƒe nu vɔ̃ɖi wɔwɔ doa nukokoe na fia la, eye dumegãwo kpɔa dzidzɔ koa nu le woƒe alakpadadawo ta.
They make the King glad with their wickednesse, and the princes with their lies.
4 Wo katã wonye ahasitɔwo sɔŋ. Abe ale si abolomela doa kpodzo wòbinae va se ɖe esime eƒe abolomɔ la ho hafi wòlɔnɛ ene la, nenema ke ame siawo ƒe dzi nɔa bibim ɖe ahasiwɔwɔ ŋu.
They are all adulterers, and as a very ouen heated by ye baker, which ceaseth from raysing vp, and from kneading ye dough vntill it be leauened.
5 Le miaƒe fia ƒe ŋkekenyui dzi la, dumegãwo noa wain muna hebɔa ha kple fewuɖulawo.
This is the day of our King: the princes haue made him sicke with flagons of wine: he stretcheth out his hand to scorners.
6 Woƒe dziwo bina abe kpodzo ene, eye woyia egbɔ le ayedzedze me. Woƒe didiwo ɖea fu na wo le zã blibo la me eye le ŋdi la, wonɔna abe dzo ƒe aɖewo ene.
For they haue made ready their heart like an ouen whiles they lie in waite: their baker sleepeth all the night: in the morning it burneth as a flame of fire.
7 Wo katã woxɔ dzo abe kpodzo ene, eye wofiaa woƒe kplɔlawo. Woƒe fiawo katã mu dze anyi, gake ɖeke meyɔm kpɔ o.
They are all hote as an ouen, and haue deuoured their iudges: all their Kings are fallen: there is none among them that calleth vnto me.
8 “Efraim tsaka kple dukɔ bubuwo, eye wòle abe abolo si mebi nyuie o la ene.
Ephraim hath mixt himselfe among the people. Ephraim is as a cake on the hearth not turned.
9 Du bubu me tɔwo xɔ ŋusẽ le esi, gake menya o. Efraim ƒe ɖa le wɔ ƒom, gake menya gɔ̃ hã be yele tsitsim le gbɔdzɔgbɔdzɔm o.
Strangers haue deuoured his strength, and he knoweth it not: yea, gray heares are here and there vpon him, yet he knoweth not.
10 Israel ƒe dada le ɖase dim le eŋuti; esi nu siawo katã le dzɔdzɔm hã la, metrɔ va Yehowa, eƒe Mawu la gbɔ be yeadii o.
And the pride of Israel testifieth to his face, and they doe not returne to the Lord their God, nor seeke him for all this.
11 “Efraim le abe ahɔnɛ movitɔ aɖe ene, eyɔa Egipte be wòakpe ɖe ye ŋuti, eye wòdzona yia Asiria.
Ephraim also is like a doue deceiued, without heart: they call to Egypt: they go to Asshur.
12 Gake ne woyi la, matsɔ nye ɖɔ atsyɔ wo; maɖiɖi wo ava anyie abe xevi si le dzodzom le yame ene. Ne mese wole ƒu ƒom la, mayi aɖalé wo.
But when they shall go, I will spred my net vpon them, and drawe them downe as the foules of the heauen: I will chastice them as their congregation hath heard.
13 Baba na mi, nye amewo, elabena miegbem; mana woatsrɔ̃ mi, elabena miedze aglã ɖe ŋutinye! Medi vevie be maɖe wo, gake woda alakpa ɖe asinye.
Wo vnto them: for they haue fled away from me: destruction shalbe vnto them, because they haue transgressed against me: though I haue redeemed them, yet they haue spoken lyes against me.
14 Womedo ɣli nam tso woƒe dzi me o, ke wofa avi le woƒe abawo dzi. Woƒoa ƒu ɖe bli kple aha yeye ŋuti, ke nye la, wotrɔ le yonyeme.
And they haue not cryed vnto me with their hearts, when they houled vpon their beds: they assembled themselues for corne, and wine, and they rebell against me.
15 Nyee he wo, eye mena wokpɔ ŋusẽ, gake azɔ la, wotsi tsitre ɖe ŋutinye.
Though I haue boud and strengthened their arme, yet doe they imagine mischiefe against me.
16 Wometrɔ ɖe Dziƒoʋĩtɔ la ŋu o. Wole abe dati si daa dadagbo la ene, eya ta woƒe kplɔlawo atsi yi nu ɖe nya vlo si dona le woƒe nu me la ta. Esia ta woaɖe alɔme le wo ŋuti le Egiptenyigba dzi.
They returne, but not to the most high: they are like a deceitfull bowe: their princes shall fall by the sword, for the rage of their tongues: this shall be their derision in the land of Egypt.
