Hosea 11:1

Em outras traduções

1. KJV King James Version

   1 When Israel was a child, then I loved him, and called my son out of Egypt.

2. NIV New International Version

   1 "When Israel was a child, I loved him,

   and out of Egypt I called my son.

3. ESV English Standard Version

   1 *[ch. 2:15] When Israel was a child, *Deut. 7:8;[ch. 14:4] I loved him,

   and out of Egypt I *Cited Matt. 2:15called *Ex. 4:22;[Mal. 1:6]my son.

4. NLT New Living Translation

   1 "When Israel was a child, I loved him,

   and I called my son out of Egypt.

5. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   1 "When Israel was a child, I loved him,

   And out of Egypt *Matt. 2:15I called My *Ex. 4:22, 23son.

6. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   1 When Israel was a child, I loved him,  * 11:1 Dt 4:37; 7:6–8; 10:14–15; Ps 78:68; Is 41:8; Am 3:2; Mal 1:2

   and out of Egypt I called my son.  * 11:1 Ex 4:22–23; Dt 32:5–6,18–20; Ps 103:13; Jr 3:19; Hs 1:10; Mt 2:15

7. DRA Douay-Rheims American 1899

   1 As the morning passeth, so hath the king of Israel Israel was a child, and I loved him: and I called my son out of Egypt.

8. MSG The Message

   1-9 "When Israel was only a child, I loved him.

   I called out, ‘My son!’—called him out of Egypt.

   But when others called him,

   he ran off and left me.

   He worshiped the popular sex gods,

   he played at religion with toy gods.

   Still, I stuck with him. I led Ephraim.

   I rescued him from human bondage,

   But he never acknowledged my help,

   never admitted that I was the one pulling his wagon,

   That I lifted him, like a baby, to my cheek,

   that I bent down to feed him.

   Now he wants to go back to Egypt or go over to Assyria—

   anything but return to me!

   That’s why his cities are unsafe—the murder rate skyrockets

   and every plan to improve things falls to pieces.

   My people are hell-bent on leaving me.

   They pray to god Baal for help.

   He doesn’t lift a finger to help them.

   But how can I give up on you, Ephraim?

   How can I turn you loose, Israel?

   How can I leave you to be ruined like Admah,

   devastated like luckless Zeboim?

   I can’t bear to even think such thoughts.

   My insides churn in protest.

   And so I’m not going to act on my anger.

   I’m not going to destroy Ephraim.

   And why? Because I am God and not a human.

   I’m The Holy One and I’m here—in your very midst.