¹Jeg fik Israel kær i hans Ungdom, fra Ægypten kaldte jeg min søn

¹Because Israel [is] a youth, and I love him, Out of Egypt I have called for My Son.

²Jo mer jeg kaldte dem, des mere fjerned de sig fra mig; de ofrer til Baalerne, tænder for Billederne Offerild,

²They have called to them rightly, They have gone from before them, To lords they do sacrifice, And to graven images they make perfume.

³Jeg lærte dog Efraim at gå og tog ham på Armen; de vidste ej, det var mig, der lægte dem.

³And I have caused Ephraim to go on foot, Taking them by their arms, And they have not known that I strengthened them.

⁴Jeg drog dem med Menneskesnore, med Kærligheds Reb; jeg var dem som den, der løfter et Åg over Kæben, jeg bøjed mig ned til ham og rakte ham Føde.

⁴With cords of man I do draw them, With thick cords of love, And I am to them as a raiser up of a yoke on their jaws, And I incline unto him — I feed [him].

⁵Han skal til Ægypten igen, have Assur til Konge, thi omvende sig vil de ikke.

⁵He turneth not back unto the land of Egypt, And Asshur — he [is] his king, For they have refused to return.

⁶Sværdet skal rase i hans Byer, fortære hans Slåer og hærge i hans Fæstninger.

⁶Grievous hath been the sword in his cities, And it hath ended his bars, and consumed — from their own counsels.

⁷Mit Folk, det hælder til Frafald fra mig, og råber man til det: "Op, op!" står ingen op.

⁷And My people are hanging in suspense, about My returning, And unto the Most High they do call, Together they exalt not.

⁸Hvor kan jeg ofre dig, Efraim, lade dig, Israel, fare, ofre dig ligesom Adma, gøre dig, som Zebojim? Mit Hjerte vender sig i mig, al min Medynk er vakt.

⁸How do I give thee up, O Ephraim? Do I deliver thee up, O Israel? How do I make thee as Admah? Do I set thee as Zeboim? Turned in Me is My heart, kindled together have been My repentings.

⁹Jeg fuldbyrder ikke min Harmglød, gør ej Efraim til intet igen. Thi Gud er jeg, ikke et Menneske, hellig udi din Midte, med Vredesglød kommer jeg ikke.

⁹I do not the fierceness of My anger, I turn not back to destroy Ephraim, For God I [am], and not a man. In thy midst the Holy One, and I enter not in enmity,

¹⁰HERREN skal de holde sig til, han brøler som Løven, ja brøler, og bævende kommer Sønner fra Havet,

¹⁰After Jehovah they go — as a lion He roareth, When He doth roar, then tremble do the sons from the west.

¹¹bævende som Fugle fra Ægypten, som Duer fra Assurs Land; jeg fører dem hjem til deres Huse lyder det fra HERREN.

¹¹They tremble as a sparrow out of Egypt, And as a dove out of the land of Asshur, And I have caused them to dwell in their own houses, An affirmation of Jehovah.

¹²Efraim omgiver mig med løgn, hus med svig, Juda kender ej Gud med Skøger slår han sig sammen.

¹²Compassed Me with feigning hath Ephraim, And with deceit the house of Israel. And Judah again is ruling with God, And with the Holy Ones [is] faithful!