Wen You Plant Wind, You Go Harvest Storm
Dem plant breeze and dem harvest big storm. The complain na religion wey dem make by demsef and politics wey dem make by demsef: kings wey dem choose without our Papa, calf wey carpenter make, altars wey dem multiply for sin, friends wey dem buy for abroad, and Israel don already swallow inside the nations like pot wey nobody want.
8 1Put di trumpet for your mouth! Eagle dey fly come down on top my house, becos dem don break my Covenant and dem don rebel against my law. 2Dem dey cry give me say, “My Papa! We sabi you—we, Israel!” a a v2 Israel dey cry out dey claim say dem sabi di Papa even as dem dey reject im ways—words of closeness wey comot from heart wey don turn away. 3Israel don reject wetin good; enemy go dey run after am. 4Dem set up kings, but no be from me; dem appoint princes, and I no sabi anything about am. With dem silver and gold dem make idols for demself, so dat dem go just cut am off. 5I don reject your calf, Samaria; my anger dey burn against dem. How long dem no go fit dey clean? 6Becos dis calf na from Israel; craftsman na im make am—no be God. Di calf of Samaria go break to pieces. 7Dem dey plant wind, and dem go harvest whirlwind. Di grain wey stand no get head; e no dey produce flour. And even if e for produce, foreigners for don swallow am. 8Dem don swallow Israel; now dem dey among di nations like pot wey nobody want. 9Becos dem don go up to Assyria—wild donkey wey dey waka comot by imself alone. Ephraim don hire imself out give lovers. b b v9 ‘Lovers’ na di foreign nations wey Israel pay for military protection — Hosea im metaphor wey dey run through, wey dey show Israel like wife wey no dey faithful, wey dey run after oda partners. 10Even doh dem dey hire allies among di nations, now I go gather dem up. And e no go tey, dem go dey twist for pain under di burden of di king of princes. c c v10 ‘Di king of princes’ na di Assyrian emperor — di big oga wey dey on top all di vassal kings — whose tribute burden Israel go soon carry. 11Becos Ephraim don multiply altars for dey sin, dem don become altars for dey sin to am. 12Even doh I write out for am di countless things of my law, dem treat am like something wey strange. 13As for di sacrifices wey dem dey offer me, dem dey sacrifice meat and dey chop am, but I no dey take delight for dem. Now I go remember dem guilt and punish dem sins; dem go go back to Egypt. 14Israel don forget im Maker and don build palaces; and Judah don multiply cities wey get strong wall. But I go send fire come im cities, and e go chop Judah im strongholds finish.
