Oze 13
1 Tango Efrayimi azalaki koloba, bato bazalaki kolenga; azalaki kokonza kati na Isalaele, kasi asalaki mabe na kosambela nzambe Bala; yango wana akufaki.
When Ephraim used to speak there was trembling; a prince was he in Israel. But he incurred guilt through Baal and died.
2 Sik’oyo, bazali kokoba kosala masumu; na mayele na bango, bazali komisalela banzambe ya bikeko na nzela ya palata na bango balekisa na moto, bililingi oyo babongisa malamu: nyonso wana ezali mosala ya bato ya misala ya maboko. Balobaka na tina na bango: « Babonzaka bato lokola bambeka mpe bapesaka beze na bana ngombe ya mibali. »
And now they go on sinning. They make for themselves molten gods – idols of silver, skilfully made, wholly the work of smiths. Yet to such they sacrifice! And they who sacrifice kiss calf idols!
3 Mpo na yango, bakozala lokola lipata ya tongo, lokola londende ya tongo oyo elimwaka, lokola lititi oyo mopepe ememaka mosika na esika oyo batutelaka ble, mpe lokola molinga oyo ebimaka na lidusu.
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 « Nzokande Ngai Yawe, nazali Nzambe na yo, oyo abimisaki yo wuta na Ejipito. Oyebi Nzambe mosusu te libanda na Ngai, ozali na mobikisi mosusu te.
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 saviour except me.
5 Ngai, nayebaki yo kati na esobe, kati na mabele oyo ekawuka.
It was I who shepherded you in the wilderness, in the land of burning heat.
6 Kasi sik’oyo, lokola bolie mpe botondi, bokomi lofundu mpe bobosani Ngai.
When they were pastured they became full, when they were full their hearts became proud. Therefore they forgot me!
7 Boye, nakokweyela bino lokola nkosi mpe nakozela bino na nzela lokola nkoyi.
So now I will be to them like a lion, like a leopard will I lay in wait by the path.
8 Nakolanda bino lokola ngombolo oyo ebungisi bana na yango mpe nakopasola misuni ya mitema na bino. Nakolia bino wana, lokola nkosi ya mwasi, bongo banyama ya zamba ekoya kopanza bino biteni-biteni.
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 Isalaele, obebisami; pamba te Ngai kaka nde Mosungi na yo!
You are destroyed, Israel, by me, your only helper.
10 Wapi mokonzi na yo mpo ete abikisa yo? Wapi bakambi na yo kati na bingumba na bino nyonso oyo, na tina na bango, bozalaki koloba: ‹ Bopesa biso mokonzi mpe moyangeli? ›
I want to rule you! Where are your princes in your cities, those of whom you demanded, ‘Give me kings and princes.’
11 Boye, na kanda na Ngai, napesaki bino mokonzi, mpe na kotomboka na Ngai, nakolongola ye.
I give you kings in my anger, and take them away in my wrath.
12 Mabe ya Efrayimi ebombami, mpe masumu na ye ekomami penza.
Ephrahn’s iniquity is gathered up, his sin is laid by in store.
13 Pasi ekomeli ye lokola mwasi oyo azali na pasi ya kobota; kasi mpo ete azali lokola mwana azanga mayele, soki tango ya kobotama ekoki, abimaka na libumu ya mama na ye te.
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 Nakokangola bango na bokonzi ya mboka ya bakufi, nakosikola bango na kufa. Oh kufa, wapi nguya na yo? Oh mboka ya bakufi, wapi nguya na yo ya kobebisa? Nakoyokela bango mawa te! (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 Ata Efrayimi azali kofuluka kati na bandeko na ye ya mibali, mopepe ya este ekoya, mopepe ya Yawe ekoya wuta na esobe: ekokawusa etima ya Efrayimi, ekokawusa liziba na ye. Monguna akobotola ye biloko nyonso ya talo wuta na ebombelo na yango. »
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 Bato ya Samari basengeli kozwa etumbu mpo na mabe na bango, pamba te batombokeli Nzambe na bango. Bato bakokufa na mopanga; bakonyata-nyata babebe na bango, bakopasola mabumu ya basi na bango ya zemi.
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.
