Hosea 7
1 “Ke pacl ma nga lungse akkeye mwet luk Israel ac sifilpa musaelosyak, ma nga liye uh pa ma koluk lalos ac orekma sutuu lalos. Elos kutasrik nu sin sie sin sie. Elos kunauselik lohm uh ac utyak pisrapasr loac. Elos pisre pac mwet uh inkanek uh.
When I would heal Israel, then the iniquity of Ephraim is uncovered, also the wickedness of Samaria; for they commit falsehood, and the thief enters in, and the gang of robbers ravages outside.
2 Elos tiana nunku lah nga ac esam ma koluk inge nukewa. Koluk lalos uh raunelosla, ac nga tia ku in tia liye.”
They don’t consider in their hearts that I remember all their wickedness. Now their own deeds have engulfed them. They are before my face.
3 LEUM GOD El fahk, “Mwet uh kiapu tokosra ac mwet fulat lal ke pwapa sulallal lalos.
They make the king glad with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies.
4 Elos nukewa kutasrik in nunak, ac tia pwaye insialos. Srunga lalos musrasri oana sie e ke stove in manman flao, su oanna soano mwet manman uh in oralik ke pacl se flao uh akola in manman.
They are all adulterers. They are burning like an oven that the baker stops stirring, from the kneading of the dough, until it is leavened.
5 In len in akfulat nu sin tokosra, elos oru tokosra ac mwet fulat lal uh in sruhi ac lalfonla ke mwe sruhi.
On the day of our king, the princes made themselves sick with the heat of wine. He joined his hand with mockers.
6 Aok, pwapa sulallal lalos fol oana sie nien manman. Kasrkusrak lalos uh musrasri fong nufon se, ac ke lotutang uh ngutyak.
For they have prepared their heart like an oven, while they lie in wait. Their anger smoulders all night. In the morning it burns as a flaming fire.
7 “Ke fol lun kasrkusrak lalos elos uniya mwet kol lalos. Tokosra lalos akmuseyuki sie tukun sie, tusruk wangin sie mwet pre nu sik in siyuk ke kasru.”
They are all hot as an oven, and devour their judges. All their kings have fallen. There is no one amongst them who calls to me.
8 LEUM GOD El fahk, “Mwet Israel elos oana soko lof in flao ma molla na tafu. Elos kupasryang nu sin mutunfacl ma raunelosla
Ephraim mixes himself amongst the nations. Ephraim is a pancake not turned over.
9 ac tia akilen lah akupasri lalos nu sin mwet sac inge pusrala kuiyalos. Elos oana sie mukul fiaya su tia akilen lah el munasla.
Strangers have devoured his strength, and he doesn’t realise it. Indeed, grey hairs are here and there on him, and he doesn’t realise it.
10 Filang lun mwet Israel folokyang lainulos sifacna. Mwe lokoalok inge nukewa ne lainulos a elos tiana foloko nu yuruk, LEUM GOD lalos.
The pride of Israel testifies to his face; yet they haven’t returned to the LORD their God, nor sought him, for all this.
11 Mwet Israel elos srooht sroma oana wule lalfon se. Meet elos pang nu sin Egypt in kasrelos, na toko elos kasrusr nu Assyria in suk kasru we!
“Ephraim is like an easily deceived dove, without understanding. They call to Egypt. They go to Assyria.
12 Tusruktu, nga fah asroelik sie nwek in sruokolosi ke elos sohksok. Nga fah kalyaelos ke ma koluk elos oru.
When they go, I will spread my net on them. I will bring them down like the birds of the sky. I will chastise them, as their congregation has heard.
13 “Elos ac wanginla! Elos sisyula ac tuyak lainyu. Elos ac fah kunausyukla. Nga kena molelosla, tuh alu lalos nu sik tia pwaye.
Woe to them! For they have wandered from me. Destruction to them! For they have trespassed against me. Though I would redeem them, yet they have spoken lies against me.
14 Elos tiana inse pwaye ke elos pre nu sik, a elos sasao fin mwe oan kialos. Ke pacl elos pre ke wheat ac wain, elos sipik manolos sifacna. Yoklana tunyuna lalos nu sik!
They haven’t cried to me with their heart, but they howl on their beds. They assemble themselves for grain and new wine. They turn away from me.
15 Finne nga pa tufahlosla ac oru elos in ku, elos orek pwapa koluk in lainyu.
Though I have taught and strengthened their arms, yet they plot evil against me.
16 Pus na pacl elos forla likiyu nu sin sie god wangin ku la. Tiana ku in lulalfongiyuk elos mweyen elos oana soko sukan pisr kururu. Mweyen kaskas lun mwet kol lalos enum, elos ac misa ke cutlass, ac mwet Egypt ac fah isrunulos.”
They return, but not to the Most High. They are like a faulty bow. Their princes will fall by the sword for the rage of their tongue. This will be their derision in the land of Egypt.
