< Hosea 10 >
1 Israel yɛɛ bobe a ɛretrɛtrɛ; ɔsoo aba maa ne ho. Ɛberɛ a nʼaba redɔɔso no, ɔsisii afɔrebukyia bebree; nʼasase rekɔ so yɛ yie no ɔsiesie nʼabosom dum kronkron no.
A luxuriant vine is Israel. He bore fruit lavishly. In proportion to the increase of his fruit he increased altars to idols. In proportion to the beauty of his land he made beautiful the sacred pillars.
2 Nnaadaasɛm wɔ wɔn akoma mu, enti ɛsɛ sɛ wɔnya wɔn afɔdie so asotwe. Awurade bɛbubu wɔn afɔrebukyia, na wasɛe wɔn abosom dum kronkron no.
Their heart is false, now they must be punished. God himself will break the necks of their altars, he will destroy their sacred pillars.
3 Afei, wɔbɛka sɛ, “Yɛnni ɔhene, ɛfiri sɛ, yɛamfa anidie amma Awurade. Mpo sɛ na yɛwɔ ɔhene kora a, ɛdeɛn na anka ɔbɛtumi ayɛ ama yɛn?”
Yes, soon they will be saying, “We have no king, for we have not revered the Lord, and a king, what could he do for us anyway?”
4 Wɔhyɛ bɔ ahodoɔ bebree, Wɔka ntam hunu na wɔyɛ apam ahodoɔ; ɛno enti mansotwe sɔresɔre te sɛ wira a borɔ wɔ mu a afifiri asase a wɔafuntum so.
Speaking words, perjuring themselves, making agreements, and litigation springs up like a poisonous weed in a plowed field.
5 Nnipa a wɔte Samaria no suro ma Bet Awen nantwie ba ohoni no. Ne nkurɔfoɔ bɛsu. Saa ara na nʼabosomfoɔ nso bɛyɛ, wɔn a wɔgyee wɔn ani wɔ nʼanimuonyam ho no. Ɛfiri sɛ wɔafa no afiri wɔn nkyɛn kɔ nnommumfa mu.
The inhabitants of Samaria will tremble with fear for their calf of Beth-aven. Its people will mourn over it, and so will its priests, who had rejoiced for its glory, now departed from it.
6 Wɔde no bɛkɔ Asiria, de akɔhyɛ ɔhene kɛseɛ no animuonyam. Ɛbɛgu Efraim anim ase; na Israel ani bɛwu wɔ ne nnua ahoni ho.
It will be carried off to Assyria as a present to the patron king. Disgrace will Ephraim bear and Israel will be ashamed of its idol.
7 Samaria na ne ɔhene bɛsene akɔ te sɛ dua sini a ɛtɛ nsuo ani.
As for Samaria, her king will disappear, like foam on the face of the waters.
8 Wɔbɛsɛe abosonnan a wɔdi awurukasɛm ne bɔne wɔ mu no. Nkasɛɛ ne nnɛnkyɛnse bɛfifiri hɔ, na akata wɔn afɔrebukyia so. Afei wɔbɛka akyerɛ mmepɔ sɛ, “Mommɛkata yɛn so!” na wase nkokoɔ sɛ, “Monnwiri ngu yɛn so!”
And the high places of Aven will be destroyed, the shrines of Israel’s sin, thorns and thistles will grow on their altars, and they will say to the mountains, “Cover us,” and to the hills, “Fall upon us.”
9 “Ɛfiri Gibea berɛ so, woayɛ bɔne, Ao, Israel, na ɛhɔ na woaka. Na ɔko rentwi amfa amumuyɛfoɔ ɛwɔ Gibea no so anaa?
From the time of Gibeah, Israel has sinned. There they took their stand. Will not war overtake them in Gibeah because of the wicked?
10 Ɛberɛ a mepɛ no, mɛtwe wɔn aso; aman bɛboaboa wɔn ho ano atia wɔn. Wɔde mpokyerɛ bɛgu wɔn wɔ wɔn bɔne dodoɔ ho.
When I please, I will punish them. Nations will gather against them to chain them for their double crimes.
11 Efraim yɛ nantwie ba a wɔayɛn no, a ɔpɛ ayuporeeɛ adwuma, enti mede kɔnnua bɛto ne kɔn fɛfɛ mu. Mɛkyerɛ Efraim ɛkwan, ɛsɛ sɛ Yuda funtum asase no, na Yakob nso siesie so.
Ephraim indeed was a trained heifer that loved to thresh grain, and I myself laid a yoke upon his fair neck, I made Ephraim draw and Judah must plow, Jacob must turn the soil for himself.
12 Dua tenenee aba ma wo ho, twa ɔdɔ aba a ɛtena hɔ daa, siesie wʼasase a wɔmfuntum so no; na ɛberɛ aduru sɛ wohwehwɛ Awurade, kɔsi sɛ ɔbɛba abɛpete tenenee agu wo so.
Sow for yourselves righteousness, reap the fruits of love. Break up your fallow ground, for it is time to seek the Lord, so righteousness may come to you.
13 Nanso, woadua atirimuɔden aba, na woatwa aba bɔne. Woadi nnaadaa aba. Ɛfiri sɛ wode wo ho ato wʼahoɔden ne wʼakodɔm bebrebe no so,
But you have plowed wickedness, iniquity have you reaped. You have eaten the fruit of lies. Because you have trusted in your own path, in the multitude of your warriors,
14 ɔko mu hooyɛ bɛsɔre atia wo nkurɔfoɔ, na wʼaban nyinaa bɛsɛe, sɛdeɛ Salman sɛee Bet Arbel ɔko da no, da a wɔde maamenom ne wɔn mma hwehwee fam no.
the alarm of war will sound in your cities and all your fortresses will be ruined, as Shalman laid in ruins Beth-arbel in the day of battle, when mothers were dashed to pieces over their children.
15 Saa ara na ɛbɛba wo so Ao, Bet-El, ɛfiri sɛ wʼatirimuɔdensɛm no dɔɔso. Sɛ ɛda no duru a, Wɔbɛsɛe Israelhene no koraa.
Thus will I do to you, Bethel, because of the enormity of your wickedness. When dawn breaks, so will the king of Israel be broken.