Ozej 9
1 Ne veseli se, oh Izrael, zaradi radosti kakor drugo ljudstvo, kajti šel si vlačugarsko od svojega Boga, ljubil si nagrado na vsakem žitnem mlatišču.
Rejoice not, O Israel, for joy, as other people: for thou hast played the harlot from thy God, thou hast loved a reward upon every threshingfloor.
2 Mlatišče in vinska stiskalnica jih ne bosta hranila in novo vino se bo pokvarilo v njej.
The floor and the winepress shall not feed them, and the new wine shall fail in her.
3 Ne bodo prebivali v Gospodovi deželi, temveč se bo Efrájim vrnil v Egipt in v Asiriji bodo jedli nečiste stvari.
They shall not dwell in the LORD’S land; but Ephraim shall return to Egypt, and they shall eat unclean things in Assyria.
4 Ne bodo več darovali vinskih daritev Gospodu niti mu ne bodo ugajale. Njihove klavne daritve jim bodo kakor kruh žalovalcev. Vsi, ki bodo jedli od njih, bodo oskrunjeni, kajti njihov kruh, za njihovo dušo, ne bo prišel v Gospodovo hišo.
They shall not offer wine offerings to the LORD, neither shall they be pleasing to him: their sacrifices shall be to them as the bread of mourners; all that eat of it shall be polluted: for their bread for their soul shall not come into the house of the LORD.
5 Kaj boste storili na slovesen dan in na dan Gospodovega praznika?
What will ye do in the solemn day, and in the day of the feast of the LORD?
6 Kajti glej, odšli so zaradi uničenja. Egipt jih bo zbral, Memfis jih bo pokopal. Prijetne kraje za njihovo srebro bodo imele koprive v lasti, trnje bo v njihovih šotorskih svetiščih.
For, lo, they are gone because of destruction: Egypt shall gather them up, Memphis shall bury them: the pleasant places for their silver, nettles shall possess them: thorns shall be in their tabernacles.
7 Prišli so dnevi obiskanja, prišli so dnevi povračila, Izrael bo to vedel. Prerok je bedak, duhoven človek je zmešan zaradi množice tvoje krivičnosti in velikega sovraštva.
The days of punishment are come, the days of recompence are come; Israel shall know it: the prophet is a fool, the spiritual man is mad, for the multitude of thy iniquity, and the great hatred.
8 Efrájimov stražar je bil z mojim Bogom, toda prerok je ptičarjeva zanka na vseh njegovih poteh in sovraštvo v hiši njegovega Boga.
The watchman of Ephraim was with my God: but the prophet is a snare of a fowler in all his ways, and hatred in the house of his God.
9 Globoko so se izpridili, kakor v dneh Gíbee, zato se bo spomnil njihove krivičnosti, obiskal bo njihove grehe.
They have deeply corrupted themselves, as in the days of Gibeah: therefore he will remember their iniquity, he will judge their sins.
10 »Izraela sem našel podobnega trtam v divjini. Vaše očete sem videl kakor prvi sad na figovem drevesu ob njegovem prvem času, toda odšli so k Báal Peórju in se oddvojili v to sramoto in njihove ogabnosti so bile glede na to, kar so ljubili.
I found Israel like grapes in the wilderness; I saw your fathers as the firstripe in the fig tree at her first time: but they went to Baalpeor, and separated themselves to that shame; and their abominations were according as they loved.
11 Glede Efrájima, njihova slava bo odletela proč kakor ptica, od poroda in od maternice in od spočetja.
As for Ephraim, their glory shall fly away like a bird, from the birth, and from the womb, and from the conception.
12 Čeprav bodo vzredili svoje otroke, jih bom vendar oropal, da tam noben človek ne bo ostal. Da, gorje tudi tistim, ko odidem od njih!
Though they bring up their children, yet will I bereave them, that there shall not be a man left: yea, woe also to them when I depart from them!
13 Efrájim je, kakor sem videl Tir, zasajen na prijetnem kraju, toda Efrájim bo svoje otroke privedel k morilcu.«
Ephraim, as I saw Tyre, is planted in a pleasant place: but Ephraim shall bring forth his children to the murderer.
14 Daj jim, oh Gospod. Kaj hočeš dati? Daj jim maternico, ki splavlja in suhe prsi.
Give them, O LORD: what wilt thou give? give them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts.
15 »Vsa njihova zlobnost je v Gilgálu, kajti tam sem jih zasovražil. Zaradi zlobnosti njihovih početij jih bom pognal iz svoje hiše. Ne bom jih več ljubil. Vsi njihovi princi so puntarji.
All their wickedness is in Gilgal: for there I hated them: for the wickedness of their doings I will drive them out of my house, I will love them no more: all their princes are revolters.
16 Efrájim je udarjen, njihova korenina je posušena, nobenega sadu ne bodo obrodili. Da, čeprav bodo obrodili, bom vendar ubil celó ljubljeni sad njihove maternice.«
Ephraim is smitten, their root is dried up, they shall bear no fruit: yea, though they bring forth, yet will I slay even the beloved fruit of their womb.
17 Moj Bog jih bo zavrgel, ker mu niso prisluhnili in oni bodo postopači med narodi.
My God will cast them away, because they did not hearken to him: and they shall be wanderers among the nations.
