Hosea 11
1 “Israeri paakanga achiri muduku, ndaimuda, uye ndakadana mwanakomana wangu kubva kuIjipiti.
I loved Israel when he was a child. He's my son I called out of Egypt.
2 Asi pandakanyanya kuvadana, vakatonyanya kunditiza. Vakabayira kuna vanaBhaari uye vakapisira zvinonhuhwira kuzvifananidzo.
As they called them, so they went from them: they sacrificed to the Baals and offered incense to idols.
3 Ndini ndakadzidzisa Efuremu kufamba, ndichivasesedza namaoko avo; asi havana kuzvicherechedza kuti ndini ndakavarapa.
I myself taught Ephraim to walk, taking them by the hand, but they didn't realize I was the one who healed them.
4 Ndakavatungamirira nerwodzi rwounyoro hwomunhu, nezvisungo zvorudo; ndakasimudza joko kubva pamutsipa wavo ndikakotama kuti ndivape zvokudya:
I led them along with cords of kindness, with ropes of love. I was the one who eased their burden and bent down to feed them.
5 “Havangadzokerizve kuIjipiti uye vaAsiria havangavatongi here nokuti vakaramba kutendeuka?
However, because my people refuse to return to me, they will not return to the land of Egypt but Assyria shall be their king.
6 Minondo ichapenya mumaguta avo, ichaparadza mazariro pamasuo avo uye ichagumisa zvirongwa zvavo.
War will sweep through their cities, putting an end to their boasting and destroying their plans.
7 Vanhu vangu vazvipira kutsauka vachibva kwandiri. Kunyange dai vakadana kuna Iye Wokumusoro-soro, haangatongovasimudziri kunyange nenzira ipi zvayo.
My people are hanging on to their apostasy from me. They call him “god on high” but he will not raise them up at all.
8 “Ndinokuregedza seiko, Efuremu? Ndingakuendesa seiko, Israeri? Ndingakuitireiko saAdhima? Ndingakuenzanisa sei naZebhoimi? Mwoyo wangu washanduka mukati mangu; tsitsi dzangu dzose dzamutswa.
How can I give you up, Ephraim? How can I let you go, Israel? How can I make you like Admah? How can I treat you like Zeboiim? My heart is breaking; I am full of compassion.
9 Handingazadzisi kutsamwa kwangu kukuru kana kutendeuka kuti ndiparadze Efuremu. Nokuti ndiri Mwari, kwete munhu, Mutsvene pakati penyu. Handingauyi ndakatsamwa.
I will not execute the fierceness of my anger, I will not destroy Ephraim again. For I am God, not a human being. I am the Holy One living among you. I will not enter your cities.
10 Vachatevera Jehovha; achaomba seshumba. Paachaomba, vana vake vachauya vachidedera vachibva kumadokero.
The people will follow me, the Lord. He will roar like a lion. When he roars like a lion then his children will come trembling from the west.
11 Vachauya vachidedera seshiri vachibva kuIjipiti, senjiva vachibva kuAsiria. Ndichavagarisa mudzimba dzavo,” ndizvo zvinotaura Jehovha.
Like a flock of frightened birds they will come from Egypt, like doves they will come from Assyria, and I will bring them back home, declares the Lord.
12 Efuremu andikomberedza nenhema, imba yaIsraeri nounyengeri. Uye Judha akasindimara pamberi paMwari, kunyange pamberi paIye Mutsvene Akatendeka.
Ephraim surrounds me with lies and Israel with deceit, and Judah still wanders with some deity, faithful to some “Holy One.”
