Hosea 7

1 When I would have brought healing to Israel, then was disclosed the iniquity of Ephraim, and the wicked doings of Samaria, for they have wrought falsehood, —when, a thief, would enter, a band roamed about, outside,

nígbà tí èmi ìbá mú Israẹli láradá. Ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ Efraimu ń farahàn ìwà búburú Samaria sì ń hàn síta. Wọ́n ń ṣe ẹ̀tàn, àwọn olè ń fọ́ ilé; àwọn ọlọ́ṣà ń jalè ní òpópónà;

2 And they say not to their own hearts, that, all their wickedness, I remember, now, have their doings, beset them about, right before my face, have they been done.

ṣùgbọ́n wọn kò mọ̀ pé mo rántí gbogbo ìwà búburú wọn. Ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ wọn gbé wọn mì pátápátá; wọ́n wà níwájú mi nígbà gbogbo.

3 By their wickedness, they gladden a king, and, by their flatteries, —rulers.

“Wọ́n ń mú inú ọba dùn pẹ̀lú ìwà búburú wọn, àti inú ọmọ-aládé dùn pẹ̀lú irọ́ wọn.

4 They all, are adulterers, like an oven too hot for the baker, —who leaveth off stoking, after kneading the dough, till the whole be leavened.

Alágbèrè ni gbogbo wọn wọ́n gbóná bí ààrò àkàrà tí a dáwọ́ kíkoná dúró, lẹ́yìn ìgbà tí o ti pò ìyẹ̀fun tán, títí ìgbà tí yóò wú.

5 In the day of our king, the rulers, have made themselves ill, with the heat of wine, —he hath extended his hand with scoffers.

Ní ọjọ́ àjọ̀dún ọba wa wáìnì mú ara ọmọ-aládé gbóná ó sì darapọ̀ mọ́ àwọn oníyẹ̀yẹ́.

6 For they have made ready, like an oven, their heart, by their lying in wait, —all the night, their baker sleepeth, in the morning, he, kindleth up as it were a blazing fire.

Ọkàn wọn ń gbóná bí i ààrò wọ́n sì tọ̀ ọ́ lọ pẹ̀lú rìkíṣí, ìbínú wọn pa lọ́lọ́ ní gbogbo òru ó sì bú jáde bí ọ̀wọ́-iná ní òwúrọ̀.

7 They all, become hot as an oven, and devour their judges, —all their kings, have fallen, there hath been none among them crying unto me.

Gbogbo wọn gbóná bí ààrò wọ́n pa gbogbo olórí wọn run, gbogbo ọba wọn si ṣubú kò sì ṣí ẹnìkan nínú wọn tí ó ké pè mí.

8 As for Ephraim! with the peoples, hath he been mingling himself, —Ephraim, is a cake not turned.

“Efraimu ti darapọ̀ mọ́ àwọn ènìyàn náà; Efraimu jẹ́ àkàrà tí a kò yípadà.

9 Foreigners have, eaten up, his strength, and, he, knoweth it not, —even gray hairs, are sprinkled upon him, and, he, knoweth it not.

Àwọn àlejò ti jẹ agbára rẹ̀ run ṣùgbọ́n kò sì mọ̀. Ewú ti wà ní orí rẹ̀ káàkiri bẹ́ẹ̀ ni kò kíyèsi i.

10 Therefore doth the Excellency of Israel, answer, to his face; yet have they not returned unto Yahweh their God, nor have they sought him, in spite of all this!

Ìgbéraga Israẹli ń jẹ́rìí sí i ṣùgbọ́n pẹ̀lú gbogbo èyí kò padà sí ọ̀dọ̀ Olúwa Ọlọ́run, tàbí kí ó wá a.

11 So then, Ephraim, hath become, like a simple dove, having no understanding, on Egypt, have they called, to Assyria, have they gone,

“Efraimu dàbí àdàbà tó rọrùn láti tànjẹ àti aláìgbọ́n tó wá ń pé Ejibiti nísinsin yìí tó sì tún ń padà lọ si Asiria.

12 Whithersoever they go, I will spread over them my net, like a bird of the heavens, will I bring them down, I will chastise them, by the time the report can reach the flock of them.

Nígbà tí wọ́n bá lọ, èmi ó ta àwọ̀n mi sórí wọn, Èmi ó fà wọ́n lulẹ̀ gẹ́gẹ́ bí ẹyẹ ojú ọ̀run. Nígbà tí mo bá gbọ́ pé wọ́n rìn pọ̀, Èmi ó nà wọ́n fún iṣẹ́ búburú ọwọ́ wọn.

13 Woe to them! for they have taken flight from me, destruction to them! for they have transgressed against me, —when, I, would have ransomed them, then, they, spake—concerning me—falsehoods.

Ègbé ní fún wọn, nítorí pé wọ́n ti yà kúrò lọ́dọ̀ mi! Ìparun wà lórí wọn, nítorí pé wọ́n ti ṣọ̀tẹ̀ sí mi! Èmi fẹ́ láti rà wọ́n padà. Ṣùgbọ́n wọ́n ń parọ́ mọ́ mi.

14 Neither made they outcry unto me, in their heart, although they kept on howling upon their beds, over corn and new wine, they gathered themselves together, they rebelled against me.

Wọn kò kégbe pè mí láti ọkàn wọn, ṣùgbọ́n wọ́n ń pohùnréré ẹkún lórí ibùsùn wọn. Wọ́n kó ara wọn jọ, nítorí ọkà àti wáìnì ṣùgbọ́n wọ́n yípadà kúrò ní ọ̀dọ̀ mi.

15 When, I, had warned them, I strengthened their arm, —yet, against me, kept they on devising wickedness.

Mo kọ́ wọn, mo sì fún wọn ní agbára, síbẹ̀ wọ́n tún ń dìtẹ̀ mọ́ mi.

16 They would return—not to him who is on high! They have become like a deceitful bow, their rulers, shall fall by the sword, for the rage of their tongue, this, [shall be] their derision in the land of Egypt.

Wọn kò padà sí ọ̀dọ̀ Ọ̀gá-ògo; wọ́n dàbí ọfà tí ó ti bàjẹ́. Àwọn aṣíwájú wọn yóò ti ipa idà ṣubú nítorí ìrunú ahọ́n wọn. Torí èyí, wọn ó fi wọ́n ṣe ẹlẹ́yà ní ilẹ̀ Ejibiti.