Oze 7
1 Lè M ta geri blesi Israël, inikite a Éphraïm nan vin dekouvri, ak mechanste a Samarie a tou; paske yo aji nan manti. Vòlè a antre, bandi yo atake pa deyò.
When I would have healed Israel, then the iniquity of Ephraim was discovered, and the wickedness of Samaria: for they commit falsehood; and the thief comes in, and the troop of robbers spoils without.
2 Yo pa menm reflechi nan kè yo ke Mwen Sonje tout mechanste yo. Alò, zak yo ap antoure yo; yo devan figi Mwen.
And they consider not in their hearts that I remember all their wickedness: now their own doings have beset them about; they are before my face.
3 Ak mechanste yo, yo fè kè wa a kontan, epi prens yo, ak manti yo.
They make the king glad with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies.
4 Yo tout se adiltè; yo tankou yon fou la ke bos boulanje sispann chofe, depi nan lè l ap petri Pat farin nan, jis rive lè pan an fin leve.
They are all adulterers, as an oven heated by the baker, who ceases from raising after he has kneaded the dough, until it be leavened.
5 Nan jou a wa nou an, prens yo te fè tèt yo malad ak chalè diven an. Li te lonje men li ak mokè yo.
In the day of our king the princes have made him sick with bottles of wine; he stretched out his hand with scorners.
6 Paske kè yo vin tankou yon fou pandan y ap kouche tan moun. Fachez yo fè gwo touf lafimen tout lannwit. Nan maten, li brile tankou yon gwo flanm dife.
For they have made ready their heart like an oven, whiles they lie in wait: their baker sleeps all the night; in the morning it burns as a flaming fire.
7 Yo tout cho tankou yon fou. Yo manje jij yo. Tout wa yo fin tonbe. Nanpwen youn pami yo ki rele M.
They are all hot as an oven, and have devoured their judges; all their kings are fallen: there is none among them that calls to me.
8 Éphraïm mele li menm ak nasyon yo. Éphraïm se yon gato ki pa t vire.
Ephraim, he has mixed himself among the people; Ephraim is a cake not turned.
9 Etranje yo devore fòs li, men li pa wè sa a. Anplis, cheve blanch yo la sou li, men li pa konnen.
Strangers have devoured his strength, and he knows it not: yes, gray hairs are here and there on him, yet he knows not.
10 Malgre sa ògèy Israël la fè temwaye kont li, men yo pa retounen kote SENYÈ a, Bondye yo a. Ni yo pa chache Li, malgre tout sa.
And the pride of Israel testifies to his face: and they do not return to the LORD their God, nor seek him for all this.
11 Konsa, Éphraïm te vin tankou yon toutrèl egare, san bon sans. Yo rele vè Egypte. Yo ale Assyrie.
Ephraim also is like a silly dove without heart: they call to Egypt, they go to Assyria.
12 Lè yo ale, Mwen va ouvri pèlen Mwen sou yo. Mwen va desann yo tankou zwazo syèl yo. Mwen va bay yo chatiman, jan kongregasyon yo a te tande a.
When they shall go, I will spread my net on them; I will bring them down as the fowls of the heaven; I will chastise them, as their congregation has heard.
13 Malè a yo menm! Paske yo te gaye kite Mwen! Destriksyon pou yo menm, paske yo te fè rebèl kont Mwen! Mwen ta rachte yo, men yo fè manti kont Mwen.
Woe to them! for they have fled from me: destruction to them! because they have transgressed against me: though I have redeemed them, yet they have spoken lies against me.
14 Yo pa t kriye a Mwen menm avèk kè yo, men yo rele fò sou kabann yo. Yo rasanble tèt yo pou sereyal ak diven nèf. Men yo vire kite Mwen.
And they have not cried to me with their heart, when they howled on their beds: they assemble themselves for corn and wine, and they rebel against me.
15 Malgre se Mwen ki enstwi ponyèt yo pou yo ta vin fò, malgre sa, yo fè konplo pou mal kont Mwen.
Though I have bound and strengthened their arms, yet do they imagine mischief against me.
16 Yo vire, men pa a Sila ki anwo a. Yo tankou yon banza k ap twonpe moun. Prens yo va tonbe devan nepe akoz ensolans a lang yo. Sa va fèt pou yo ka vin pase nan rizib nan peyi Egypte.
They return, but not to the most High: they are like a deceitful bow: their princes shall fall by the sword for the rage of their tongue: this shall be their derision in the land of Egypt.
