Hosea 7
1 Ie ho nanàha Israele iraho, le niafa-takoñe ty hakeo’ i Efraime, naho ty halò-tsere’ i Somerone; fa nitolom-pamañahiañe; mimoak’ ao ty mpikizo vaho mitavañe alafe eo ty malaso mpifañosoñe.
When I would have brought healing to Israel, then was disclosed the iniquity of Ephraim, and the wicked doings of Samaria, for they have wrought falsehood, —when, a thief, would enter, a band roamed about, outside,
2 Toe tsy tsakoré’ iareo añ’arofo ao te hene tiahiko ty halò-tsere’ iareo; miarikoboñe iareo ty sata’ iareo, aolo’ ty tareheko eo.
And they say not to their own hearts, that, all their wickedness, I remember, now, have their doings, beset them about, right before my face, have they been done.
3 Ampifalea’ iareo i mpanjakay amo sata-rati’ iareoo, naho o roandriañeo amo fandañira’eo.
By their wickedness, they gladden a king, and, by their flatteries, —rulers.
4 Fonga mpañarapilo manahake ty toñake finana’ i mpanoñakey ie tsy nasoro’e sikal’ami’ty fibokobokoan-kòba ampara’ ty fiboenara’e.
They all, are adulterers, like an oven too hot for the baker, —who leaveth off stoking, after kneading the dough, till the whole be leavened.
5 Tañ’ andro’ i mpanjakan-tikañey, nisilofe’ ty hamaen-divay o roandriañeo, ie nañoho-pitañe amo mpandrabioñeo.
In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, —he hath extended his hand with scoffers.
6 Fa hinalankañe hoe toñake ty arofo’ iareo, ie mirekak’ avao te haleñe ie mirotse avao i mpanoñakey; le ie maraindray, miforehetse hoe afo milebaleba.
For they have made ready, like an oven, their heart, by their lying in wait, —all the night, their baker sleepeth, in the morning, he, kindleth up as it were a blazing fire.
7 Manao hamaen-toñake iaby, fa finorototo’ iareo o mpizaka’eo; le fonga nihotrake o mpanjaka’eo; leo raike tsy mikanjy ahy.
They all, become hot as an oven, and devour their judges, —all their kings, have fallen, there hath been none among them crying unto me.
8 Efraime: mpitraok’ amo ambahinio, hoe mokary tsy navalike t’i Efraime.
As for Ephraim! with the peoples, hath he been mingling himself, —Ephraim, is a cake not turned.
9 Nabotse’ o ambahinio ty haozara’e, fe amoea’e; eka etia naho atia ama’e ty maròy foty, fe tsy rendre’e.
Foreigners have, eaten up, his strength, and, he, knoweth it not, —even gray hairs, are sprinkled upon him, and, he, knoweth it not.
10 Mitalily an-dahara’e ty fisengea’ Israele, fe mboe tsy nimpoly am’ Iehovà Andrianañahare’e, vaho mb’e mboe tsy mipay Aze iereo amy hoe zay iaby.
Therefore doth the Excellency of Israel, answer, to his face; yet have they not returned unto Yahweh their God, nor have they sought him, in spite of all this!
11 Manahake deho minè t’i Efraime, tsy mahafohiñe; koihe’ iereo ty Mitsraime vaho mionjomb’e Asore mb’eo.
So then, Ephraim, hath become, like a simple dove, having no understanding, on Egypt, have they called, to Assyria, have they gone,
12 Handafihako harato iereo te mañavelo; ho tariheko mañambane manahake o voron-dikerañeo; ho liloveko iereo amy nitalilieñe amy fivori’ iareoy.
Whithersoever they go, I will spread over them my net, like a bird of the heavens, will I bring them down, I will chastise them, by the time the report can reach the flock of them.
13 Hankàñe ama’e! fa nandripàke amako; firotsahañe am’ iereo fa niola amako! Ho nijebañeko f’ie nifosa vande.
Woe to them! for they have taken flight from me, destruction to them! for they have transgressed against me, —when, I, would have ransomed them, then, they, spake—concerning me—falsehoods.
14 Mboe tsy nitoreo amako boak’añ’arofo iereo, ndra t’ie mangolalaik’ am-pandreañ’ao; nifanontoñe ty amy ampembay naho i divay vaoy, fe iambohoa’ iareo iraho.
Neither made they outcry unto me, in their heart, although they kept on howling upon their beds, over corn and new wine, they gathered themselves together, they rebelled against me.
15 Ndra t’ie naòko, naho nampifatrareko o sira’ iareoo, mbe ikinia’ iareo haratiañe avao.
When, I, had warned them, I strengthened their arm, —yet, against me, kept they on devising wickedness.
16 Nibalike iereo, fe tsy mañambone hoe fale am-pañahy; ho tsingoroem-pibara o roandria’eo ami’ty firengevoham-pamele’ iareo, izay ty ho fandrambioñañe iareo an-tane Mitsraime añe.
They would return—not to him who is on high! They have become like a deceitful bow, their rulers, shall fall by the sword, for the rage of their tongue, this, [shall be] their derision in the land of Egypt.
