Hosea 7
1 “Ke pacl ma nga lungse akkeye mwet luk Israel ac sifilpa musaelosyak, ma nga liye uh pa ma koluk lalos ac orekma sutuu lalos. Elos kutasrik nu sin sie sin sie. Elos kunauselik lohm uh ac utyak pisrapasr loac. Elos pisre pac mwet uh inkanek uh.
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 Elos tiana nunku lah nga ac esam ma koluk inge nukewa. Koluk lalos uh raunelosla, ac nga tia ku in tia liye.”
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 LEUM GOD El fahk, “Mwet uh kiapu tokosra ac mwet fulat lal ke pwapa sulallal lalos.
They make the king glad with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies.
4 Elos nukewa kutasrik in nunak, ac tia pwaye insialos. Srunga lalos musrasri oana sie e ke stove in manman flao, su oanna soano mwet manman uh in oralik ke pacl se flao uh akola in manman.
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 In len in akfulat nu sin tokosra, elos oru tokosra ac mwet fulat lal uh in sruhi ac lalfonla ke mwe sruhi.
In the day of our king the princes have made him sick with bottles of wine; he stretched out his hand with scorners.
6 Aok, pwapa sulallal lalos fol oana sie nien manman. Kasrkusrak lalos uh musrasri fong nufon se, ac ke lotutang uh ngutyak.
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 “Ke fol lun kasrkusrak lalos elos uniya mwet kol lalos. Tokosra lalos akmuseyuki sie tukun sie, tusruk wangin sie mwet pre nu sik in siyuk ke kasru.”
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 LEUM GOD El fahk, “Mwet Israel elos oana soko lof in flao ma molla na tafu. Elos kupasryang nu sin mutunfacl ma raunelosla
Ephraim, he has mixed himself among the people; Ephraim is a cake not turned.
9 ac tia akilen lah akupasri lalos nu sin mwet sac inge pusrala kuiyalos. Elos oana sie mukul fiaya su tia akilen lah el munasla.
Strangers have devoured his strength, and he knows it not: yes, gray hairs are here and there on him, yet he knows not.
10 Filang lun mwet Israel folokyang lainulos sifacna. Mwe lokoalok inge nukewa ne lainulos a elos tiana foloko nu yuruk, LEUM GOD lalos.
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 Mwet Israel elos srooht sroma oana wule lalfon se. Meet elos pang nu sin Egypt in kasrelos, na toko elos kasrusr nu Assyria in suk kasru we!
Ephraim also is like a silly dove without heart: they call to Egypt, they go to Assyria.
12 Tusruktu, nga fah asroelik sie nwek in sruokolosi ke elos sohksok. Nga fah kalyaelos ke ma koluk elos oru.
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 “Elos ac wanginla! Elos sisyula ac tuyak lainyu. Elos ac fah kunausyukla. Nga kena molelosla, tuh alu lalos nu sik tia pwaye.
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 Elos tiana inse pwaye ke elos pre nu sik, a elos sasao fin mwe oan kialos. Ke pacl elos pre ke wheat ac wain, elos sipik manolos sifacna. Yoklana tunyuna lalos nu sik!
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 Finne nga pa tufahlosla ac oru elos in ku, elos orek pwapa koluk in lainyu.
Though I have bound and strengthened their arms, yet do they imagine mischief against me.
16 Pus na pacl elos forla likiyu nu sin sie god wangin ku la. Tiana ku in lulalfongiyuk elos mweyen elos oana soko sukan pisr kururu. Mweyen kaskas lun mwet kol lalos enum, elos ac misa ke cutlass, ac mwet Egypt ac fah isrunulos.”
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.
