Hosea 11
1 When Israel was a child he was dear to me; and I took my son out of Egypt.
“Ɛberɛ a Israel yɛ abɔfra no, na me dɔ no, na Misraim na mefrɛɛ me babarima firiiɛ.
2 When I sent for them, then they went away from me; they made offerings to the Baals, burning perfumes to images.
Nanso mpɛn dodoɔ a mefrɛɛ Israel no, saa ara na wɔdwane firii me nkyɛn. Wɔbɔɔ afɔdeɛ maa Baal ahoni, na wɔhyee nnuhwam maa nsɛsodeɛ.
3 But I was guiding Ephraim's footsteps; I took them up in my arms, but they were not conscious that I was ready to make them well.
Me na megyegyee Efraim taataa, meturu no wɔ mʼabasa so; nanso, wɔnkae sɛ me na mesaa wɔn yadeɛ.
4 I made them come after me with the cords of a man, with the bands of love; I was to them as one who took the yoke from off their mouths, putting meat before them.
Mede ayamyɛ ahoma ne ɔdɔ dii wɔn anim; meyii kɔnnua no firii wɔn kɔn mu na mekoto maa wɔn aduane diiɛ.
5 He will go back to the land of Egypt and the Assyrian will be his king, because they would not come back to me.
“Wɔbɛsane akɔ Misraim, na Asiria adi wɔn so, ɛsiane sɛ wɔannu wɔn ho enti.
6 And the sword will go through his towns, wasting his children and causing destruction because of their evil designs.
Akofena bɛdi ahim wɔ wɔn kuropɔn mu na ɛbɛsɛe wɔn apono akyi adaban na wɔn nhyehyɛeɛ to bɛtwa.
7 My people are given up to sinning against me; though their voice goes up on high, no one will be lifting them up.
Me nkurɔfoɔ asi no pi sɛ wɔbɛtwe wɔn ho afiri me nkyɛn. Sɛ wosu frɛ Ɔsorosoroni no mpo a ɔrempagya wɔn ɛkwan biara so.
8 How may I give you up, O Ephraim? how may I be your saviour, O Israel? how may I make you like Admah? how may I do to you as I did to Zeboim? My heart is turned in me, it is soft with pity.
“Ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na mɛyi wo ama, Efraim? Ɛbɛyɛ dɛn ma mɛyi wo ama, Israel? Ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na mɛyɛ wo sɛ Adma? Ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na mɛyɛ wo sɛ Seboim? Mʼakoma asesa wɔ me mu; na mʼahummɔborɔ ahwanyane.
9 I will not put into effect the heat of my wrath; I will not again send destruction on Ephraim; for I am God and not man, the Holy One among you; I will not put an end to you.
Merenyɛ mʼabufuhyeɛsoɔ adeɛ, ɛna merennane me ho ɛnsɛe Efraim nso. Meyɛ Onyankopɔn na mennyɛ onipa. Meyɛ Ɔkronkronni a ɔwɔ mu mu. Meremma wɔ abufuo mu.
10 They will go after the Lord; his cry will be like that of a lion; his cry will be loud, and the children will come from the west, shaking with fear;
Wɔbɛdi Awurade akyi. Ɔbɛbobɔ mu te sɛ gyata. Na sɛ ɔbobɔm a, ne mma de ahopopoɔ bɛfiri atɔeɛ aba.
11 Shaking with fear like a bird, they will come out of Egypt, like a dove out of the land of Assyria: and I will give them rest in their houses, says the Lord.
Wɔde ahopopoɔ bɛba te sɛ nnomaa a wɔfiri Misraim te sɛ mmorɔnoma a wɔfiri Asiria. Mɛbɔ wɔn atenaseɛ wɔ wɔn afie mu,” sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie.
12 The deceit of Ephraim and the false words of Israel are about me on every side. ...
Efraim de atorɔ atwa me ho ahyia, Israel efie nso wɔde nnaadaa. Yuda abɔ Onyankopɔn so ko mpo ɔde tia Ɔkronkronni nokwafoɔ no.
