Hosea 7
1 ɛberɛ biara a mɛsa Israel yadeɛ no, Efraim nnebɔne da adi. Samaria awurukasɛm nso daa adi. Wɔyɛ nnaadaafoɔ akorɔmfoɔ a wɔbubu adan ani kɔ afie mu, ne akwanmukafoɔ a wɔbɔ korɔno wɔ mmɔntene so.
When I was about to deliver my people from captivity, When I would have healed Israel, Then the iniquity of Ephraim was discovered, And the wickedness of Samaria; For they practise fraud, And the thief entereth in, And the band of robbers spoileth without.
2 Na wɔnhunu sɛ mekae wɔn nnebɔne nyinaa. Wɔn bɔne bunkam fa wɔn so; ɛgu mʼanim ɛberɛ biara.
And they think not in their hearts, That I remember all their wickedness. Now shall their doings encompass them; They are before my face.
3 “Wɔde atirimuɔdensɛm gyegye ɔhene no ani, na wɔde atorɔ nso gyegye ahenemma no ani.
With their wickedness they gladden the king, And with their falsehoods the princes; All of them are adulterers;
4 Wɔn nyinaa yɛ awaresɛefoɔ a akɔnnɔ redɛre wɔ wɔn mu. Wɔte sɛ fononoo a wɔasɔ mu ogya ɛberɛ a burodotofoɔ ahyɛ aseɛ refotɔ nʼasikyiresiam.
They are as an oven heated by the baker; He ceaseth to stir the fire, Until the dough which he hath kneaded be leavened.
5 Ɛda a ɔhene rehyɛ fa no ahenemma boro nsã, na ɔhene no fɛdifoɔ ne wɔn bɔ mu goro.
On the feast-day of our king, the princes are sick with the heat of wine, And he stretcheth out his hand with revilers.
6 Wɔn akoma te sɛ fononoo; wɔde atirimpɔ bɔne kɔ ɔhene anim. Wɔn nsusuiɛ bɔne no dɛɛdɛɛ anadwo mu nyinaa; adekyeeɛ mu no, ɛdɛre te sɛ ogyaframa.
For they make ready their heart like an oven, while they lie in wait; All night the baker sleepeth; In the morning it gloweth like a flaming fire.
7 Wɔn nyinaa ayɛ hye sɛ fononoo. Wɔkunkumm wɔn sodifoɔ. Wɔn ahemfo nyinaa hwehwe ase na wɔn mu biara nnsu mfrɛ me.
They all glow as an oven; They have devoured their judges; All their kings have fallen; And none among them calleth upon me.
8 “Efraim ne aman no adi afra Efraim yɛ ɔfam a anyinya a wɔnkusaeɛ.
Ephraim hath mixed himself with the nations; Ephraim is a cake not turned.
9 Ananafoɔ twe nʼahoɔden, nanso ɔnhunu. Ɛdwono aba ne tiri so, nanso nʼani mmaa so.
Strangers have devoured his strength, And he knoweth it not; Yea, gray hairs are sprinkled upon him, Yet he knoweth it not.
10 Israel ahantan di adanseɛ tia no, nanso yei nyinaa akyi no ɔnnsane nkɔ Awurade ne Onyankopɔn nkyɛn, na ɔnhwehwɛ no nso.
The pride of Israel testifieth to his face; Yet do not they return to Jehovah their God, Nor seek him, for all this.
11 “Efraim te sɛ aborɔnoma a wɔtumi daadaa no na ɔnni adwene. Ɔfrɛ Misraim, na wadane akɔ Asiria.
Ephraim is like a silly dove, without understanding; They call upon Egypt; they go to Assyria.
12 Sɛ wɔkɔ a, mɛto mʼasau agu wɔn so; atwe wɔn aba fam te sɛ ewiem nnomaa. Sɛ mete sɛ wɔretu abom a, mɛkyere wɔn.
When they go, I will spread my net over them; As birds of heaven will I bring them down. I will chastise them, as hath been proclaimed in their congregation.
13 Nnome nka wɔn, ɛfiri sɛ wɔatwe wɔn ho afiri me ho! Ɔsɛeɛ mmra wɔn so, ɛfiri sɛ wɔate me so atua! Anka mepɛ sɛ megye wɔn nanso wotwa atorɔ fa me ho.
Woe to them, for they have wandered from me! Destruction upon them, for they have rebelled against me! Though I myself would redeem them, they speak falsely to me.
14 Wɔmmfiri wɔn akoma mu nnsu mfrɛ me mmom wɔtwa adwo wɔ wɔn mpa so. Wɔboaboa wɔn ho ano kɔpɛ aduane ne nsã foforɔ, nanso wɔtwe wɔn ho firi me ho.
They cry not to me from their heart, But howl upon their beds; For corn and wine they assemble themselves; They rebel against me.
15 Metetee wɔn, hyɛɛ wɔn den, nanso wɔbɔ pɔ bɔne tia me.
I have chastened them; I have also strengthened their arms; Yet do they devise evil against me.
16 Wɔnnhwehwɛ Ɔsorosoroni no; wɔte sɛ tadua a asɛeɛ, wɔn ntuanofoɔ bɛtotɔ wɔ akofena ano ɛfiri sɛ, wɔnnkasa obuo so. Yei enti wɔbɛdi wɔn ho fɛ wɔ Misraim asase so.
They return, but not to the Most High; They are like a deceitful bow; Their princes shall fall by the sword for the haughtiness of their tongues; This shall be their reproach in the land of Egypt.
