Hosea 11
1 “Bere a Israel yɛ abofra no, na medɔ no, na Misraim na mefrɛɛ me babarima fii.
When Israel was, a child, then I loved him, —and, out of Egypt, called I my son.
2 Nanso mpɛn dodow a mefrɛɛ Israel no, saa ara na woguan fii me nkyɛn. Wɔbɔɔ afɔre maa Baal ahoni, na wɔhyew nnuhuam maa nsɛsode.
They invited them, —at once, they departed from before me, they, to the Baals, sacrificed, and, to the images, offered incense.
3 Me na migyigyee Efraim taataa, turuu wɔn wɔ me basa so; nanso wɔnkae sɛ me na mesaa wɔn yare.
Yet, I, had taught Ephraim to walk, I used to take them upon mine arms, —But they acknowledged not that I had healed them.
4 Me de ayamye hama ne ɔdɔ dii wɔn anim; miyii konnua no fii wɔn kɔn mu na mekotow maa wɔn aduan dii.
With human cords, used I to draw them, with the bands of love, so became I unto them like those who remove the yoke [that was] on their jaws, —and, holding out [food] to him, I let him eat.
5 “Wɔbɛsan akɔ Misraim, na Asiria adi wɔn so, esiane sɛ wɔannu wɔn ho nti.
He was not to turn back into the land of Egypt, Howbeit, the Assyrian—he, became his king, for they refused to turn.
6 Afoa bedi ahim wɔ wɔn kuropɔn mu na ɛbɛsɛe wɔn apon akyi adaban na wɔn nhyehyɛe to betwa.
Therefore shall the sword, rage, in his cities, and make an end of his multitudes, and consume them, —because of their counsels.
7 Me nkurɔfo asi no pi sɛ wɔbɛtwe wɔn ho afi me nkyɛn. Sɛ mpo wosu frɛ me Onyankopɔn Ɔsorosoroni no mpo a meremma wɔn so ɔkwan biara so.
But, my people, are bent towards turning from me, though upwards they call them, none of them can lift them.
8 “Ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na meyi wo ama, Efraim? Ɛbɛyɛ dɛn ma meyi wo ama, Israel? Ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na mɛyɛ wo sɛ Adma? Ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na mɛyɛ wo sɛ Seboim? Me koma asakra wɔ me mu; na mʼahummɔbɔ ahwanyan.
How can I give thee up, Ephraim? abandon thee Israel? How can I make thee as Admah? set thee as Zeboim? Mine own heart, turneth against me, at once, are kindled my compassions.
9 Merenyɛ mʼabufuwhyew so ade, na merennan me ho nsɛe Efraim bio. Meyɛ Onyankopɔn na menyɛ onipa. Meyɛ Ɔkronkronni a ɔwɔ mo mu. Meremma wɔ abufuw mu.
I cannot execute the glow of mine anger, I cannot turn to destroy Ephraim, —for, GOD, am, I, and not man, When thou drawest near, [I am] a Holy One, though I do not enter a city.
10 Wobedi Awurade akyi. Ɔbɛbobɔ mu te sɛ gyata. Na sɛ ɔbobɔ mu a, ne mma de ahopopo befi atɔe aba.
After Yahweh, let them go, Like a lion, will he roar, —When, he, shall roar, then let sons, come trembling, out of the West.
11 Wɔde ahopopo bɛba te sɛ nnomaa a wofi Misraim, te sɛ mmorɔnoma a wofi Asiria. Mɛbɔ wɔn atenase wɔ wɔn afi mu,” sɛnea Awurade se ni.
Let them come trembling like a small bird out of Egypt, and like a dove out of the land of Assyria, —so will I cause them to dwell by their own houses, Declareth Yahweh.
12 Efraim de atoro atwa me ho ahyia, Israelfi nso wɔde nnaadaa. Yuda abɔ Onyankopɔn so ko mpo ɔde tia Ɔkronkronni nokwafo no.
They have compassed me about—with denial, Ephraim, with deceit, the house of Israel, —but, Judah, hath, again and again, run riot with GOD, though, with the holy places, entrusted.
