Hoseas 7

 
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                                    1 Afsløret er Efraims Brøde, Samarias ondskab, thi Svig er, hvad de har for, og Tyve gør Indbrud, Ransmænd røver på Gaden.                                

                                    1 When I would heal Israel,The iniquity of Ephraim is uncovered,And the evil deeds of Samaria,For they deal falsely;The thief enters in,Bandits raid outside,                                
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                                    2 De tænker ej på, at jeg husker al deres Ondskab. Nu står deres Gerninger om dem, de er for mit Åsyn.                                

                                    2 And they do not consider in their heartsThat I remember all their wickedness.Now their deeds are all around them;They are before My face.                                
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                                    3 Med ondt i Sinde glæder de Kongen, under sleske Lader Fyrster.                                

                                    3 With their wickedness they make the king glad,And the princes with their lies.                                
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                                    4 Horkarle er de alle. De ligner en gloende Ovn, som en Bager standser med at ilde, fra Æltning til Dejgen er syret.                                

                                    4 They are all adulterers,Like an oven heated by the bakerWho ceases to stir up the fireFrom the kneading of the dough until it is leavened.                                
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                                    5 De gør på Kongens Dag Fyrsterne syge af Rus. Spottere giver han Hånden,                                

                                    5 On the day of our king, the princes became sick with the heat of wine;He stretched out his hand with scoffers,                                
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                                    6 thi lumskelig nærmed de sig. Hjertet er som en Ovn; deres Vrede sover om Natten, men brænder i Lue ved Gry.                                

                                    6 For their hearts are like an ovenAs they approach their plotting;Their anger smolders all night,In the morning it burns like a flaming fire.                                
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                                    7 Som Ovnen gløder de alle, deres Herskere æder de op; alle deres Konger falder, ej en af dem påkalder mig.                                

                                    7 All of them are hot like an oven,And they consume their rulers;All their kings have fallen.None of them calls on Me.                                
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                                    8 Efraim er iblandt Folkene, aflægs er han; Efraim er som en Kage, der ikke er vendt.                                

                                    8 Ephraim mixes himself with the nations;Ephraim has become a cake not turned.                                
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                                    9 Fremmede tæred hans Kraft, han mærker det ej; hans Hår er også grånet, han mærker det ej.                                

                                    9 Strangers devour his strength,Yet he does not know it;Gray hairs also are sprinkled on him,Yet he does not know it.                                
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                                    10 Mod Israel vidner dets Hovmod; de vendte ej om til HERREN deres Gud og søgte ham ikke trods alt.                                

                                    10 Though the pride of Israel testifies against him,Yet they have not returned to the Lord their God,Nor have they sought Him, for all this.                                
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                                    11 Efraim er som en Due, tankeløs, dum; de kalder Ægypten til Hjælp og vandrer til Assur.                                

                                    11 So Ephraim has become like a silly dove, without sense;They call to Egypt, they go to Assyria.                                
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                                    12 Men medens de vandrer, kaster jeg Nettet over dem, bringer dem ned som Himlens Fugle og revser dem for deres Ondskab.                                

                                    12 When they go, I will spread My net over them;I will bring them down like the birds of the sky.I will chastise them in accordance with the proclamation to their assembly.                                
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                                    13 Ve dem, fordi de veg fra mig, Død over dem for deres Frafald! Og jeg skulde genløse dem, endskønt de lyver imod mig!                                

                                    13 Woe to them, for they have strayed from Me!Destruction is theirs, for they have rebelled against Me!I would redeem them, but they speak lies against Me.                                
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                                    14 De råber ej til mig af Hjertet, når de jamrer på Lejet, sårer sig for Korn og Most og er genstridige mod mig.                                

                                    14 And they do not cry to Me from their heartWhen they wail on their beds;For the sake of grain and new wine they assemble themselves,They turn away from Me.                                
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                                    15 Jeg gav deres Arme Styrke, men ondt har de for imod mig.                                

                                    15 Although I trained and strengthened their arms,Yet they devise evil against Me.                                
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                                    16 De vender sig, dog ej opad, de er som en slappet Bue. Deres Fyrster skal falde for Sværd ved deres Tunges Frækhed. Det spottes de for i Ægypten. ﻿                                

                                    16 They turn, but not upward,They are like a deceitful bow;Their princes will fall by the swordBecause of the insolence of their tongue.This will be their derision in the land of Egypt.