Hosiya 13
1 Na mbụ, mgbe ọbụla Ifrem kwuru okwu, a na-enwe ọma jijiji, nʼihi na ọ bụ onye e buliri elu nʼIzrel. Ma ikpe maara ya nʼihi ofufe o fere Baal, ọ nwụkwara.
When Ephraim used to speak there was trembling; a prince was he in Israel. But he incurred guilt through Baal and died.
2 Ugbu a, ha na-aga nʼihu nʼime mmehie, ha na-eji ọlaọcha na-akpụrụ onwe ha arụsị dị iche iche, nke ha ji uche kpachara anya kpụzie nke ọma, ha niile bụ akaọrụ ndị ǹka. Ha onwe ha na-ekwu, “Ha na-achụ aja ụmụ mmadụ. Ha na-esusukwa nwa ehi a kpụrụ akpụ ọnụ”
And now they go on sinning. They make for themselves molten gods – idols of silver, skillfully made, wholly the work of smiths. Yet to such they sacrifice! And they who sacrifice kiss calf idols!
3 Nʼihi ya, ha ga-adị ka igirigi nke ụtụtụ, maọbụ igirigi nke na-agbachapụ ngwangwa, dịka igbugbo nke a fụchapụrụ nʼebe ịzọcha ọka, dịka anwụrụ ọkụ nke si na oghereikuku na-ekupụ.
Therefore they shall be like the morning mist, like the dew that early disappears, like the chaff which blows away from the threshing floor, like the smoke from the window.
4 “Ma mụ onwe m bụ Onyenwe anyị na Chineke gị, siterịị nʼala Ijipt. Unu agaghị anabatara onwe unu Chineke ọzọ karịa m. Ọ dịghị Onye nzọpụta ọzọ dị karịa m.
Yet it was I, the Lord your God, ever since the land of Egypt, you know no other god but me, nor has there been any savior except me.
5 Elekọtara m unu nʼime ọzara, nʼala ahụ kpọrọ nkụ, nke mmiri na-adịghị.
It was I who shepherded you in the wilderness, in the land of burning heat.
6 Mgbe m nyere ha nri, ha rijukwara afọ. Mgbe afọ juru ha, ha bidoro ịkpa nganga, chefuo m.
When they were pastured they became full, when they were full their hearts became proud. Therefore they forgot me!
7 Nʼihi ya, aghaghị m ịbịakwasị ha dịka ọdụm; maọbụ dịka agụ nke na-ezo onwe ya nʼakụkụ ụzọ.
So now I will be to them like a lion, like a leopard will I lay in wait by the path.
8 Aga m adakwasị ha dịka anụ ọhịa bịa nke a gbabara aka ụmụ ya, dọwasịa anụ ahụ kpuchiri obi ha aga m eripịa ha dịka ọdụm, anụ ọhịa ga-adọkasịkwa ha.
I will fall upon them like a bear robbed of her cubs, I will tear open their chests, like a lion will devour them, and like a wild beast will tear them in pieces.
9 “Aga m ala gị nʼiyi, gị Izrel, onye pụrụ inyere gị aka?
You are destroyed, Israel, by me, your only helper.
10 Ebee ka ndị eze gị nọ, ka ha bịa zọpụta gị? Ebee ka ndịisi ọchịchị nke obodo gị niile nọ, bụ ndị ahụ i ji nʼihi ha na-asị, ‘Nye m eze na ndị ọchịchị’?
I want to rule you! Where are your princes in your cities, those of whom you demanded, “Give me kings and princes.”
11 Esitere m nʼiwe m nye gị eze, sitekwa nʼọnụma m, napụ gị ya.
I give you kings in my anger, and take them away in my wrath.
12 Njehie nke Ifrem ka e kechikọtara debe; a na-edetukwa mmehie ya niile nʼakwụkwọ.
Ephrahn’s iniquity is gathered up, his sin is laid by in store.
13 Ihe mgbu nke dịka ihe mgbu nwanyị ime na-eme na-abịakwasị ya; maọbụ nwantakịrị na-enweghị uche. Mgbe oge ya zuru, ọ jụrụ ịpụta site nʼọnụ akpanwa ka a mụpụta ya.
The pangs of childbirth come upon him, but he is an unwise child. For this is no time to refuse to leave the womb!
14 “Aga m anapụta ha site nʼike nke Ala mmụọ. Aga m agbapụta ha site nʼọnwụ. Gị ọnwụ, olee ebe ajọọ ọrịa gị niile na-efe efe dị? Gị ala mmụọ, olee ebe ike ịla nʼiyi gị dị? “Agaghị m enwe ọmịiko ọbụla, (Sheol h7585)
Should I deliver them from the power of Sheol? Should I redeem them from death? Death, where are your plagues? Sheol, where is your pestilence? Compassion is forever hidden from my eyes. (Sheol h7585)
15 ọ bụ ezie na ya onwe ya bụ onye na-amị mkpụrụ nʼetiti ụmụnne ya niile. Ma oke ifufe si nʼọwụwa anyanwụ, nke Onyenwe anyị zitere, ga-esi nʼọzara fekwasị ya. Isi iyi niile ga-ata, olulu mmiri ya ga-atakọrọkwa. A ga-apụnara ya ihe dị nʼụlọakụ ya niile, na akụ niile o nwere.
Though he is flourishing among his brothers, there will come an east wind, the Lord’s wind, coming up from the wilderness. His fountain will dry up, his spring shall be parched. The wind will strip the treasury, all the precious things.
16 Sameria aghaghị ịta ahụhụ ikpe ọmụma ya, nʼihi na o nupuru isi megide Chineke ha. A ga-eji mma agha gbuo ndị ya niile, tụpịa ụmụntakịrị ya niile nʼala, jirikwa mma agha bọwaa ndị inyom niile dị ime.”
Samaria will bear her guilt, for she has rebelled against her God. They will fall by the sword, their children dashed to pieces, their pregnant women ripped open.
