Jeremija 4

1 “Ako se, Izraele, želiš vratiti - riječ je Jahvina - k meni se vrati; ukloniš li grozote svoje, više ne moraš bježati od mene.

If thou wilt return, O Israel, saith the Lord, unto me must thou return; and if thou wilt put away thy abominations out of my sight, then shalt thou not wander about [any more].

2 Ako se zakuneš: 'Živoga mi Jahve!' istinito, pravo i pravedno, narodi će se blagoslivljati u tebi i tobom se dičiti.”

And if thou wilt swear, As the Lord liveth, in truth, in justice, and in righteousness: then shall nations bless themselves in him, and in him shall they glorify themselves.

3 Jer ovako govori Jahve Judejcima i Jeruzalemcima: “Prokrčite sebi prljuše, ne sijte po trnjacima.

For thus hath said the Lord to the men of Judah and to Jerusalem, Plough up your fallow ground, that ye may not sow among thorns.

4 Obrežite se Jahvi, skinite obrezak sa srca svojega, Judejci i Jeruzalemci, jer će bijes moj buknuti kao vatra i gorjet će, a nikog da ugasi, zbog zlodjela i opačina što ih počiniste.

Circumcise yourselves to the Lord, and remove the obduracy of your heart, O ye men of Judah and inhabitants of Jerusalem: lest my fury come forth like fire, and burn so that none can quench it, because of the evil of your doings.

5 Objavite u Judeji, razglasite u Jeruzalemu! Trubite u rog širom zemlje, vičite punim glasom i recite: 'Svi na okup! Zavucimo se u gradove svoje utvrđene!'

Tell ye in Judah, and publish in Jerusalem, and say, Blow ye the cornet in the land: call out, gather together, and say, Assemble yourselves, and let us go into the fortified cities.

6 Dižite znak prema Sionu! Bježite! Nemojte zastajati! Jer dovodim nesreću sa Sjevera, veliku propast.

Set up the standard toward Zion; save yourselves by flight, stay not; for evil do I bring from the north, and a great destruction.

7 Lav se podiže iz čestara svoga, zatornik naroda izađe iz svog mjesta, krenu da zemlju tvoju opustoši: gradove će tvoje razoriti, nestat će im žitelja.

The lion is come up from his thicket, and the destroyer of nations hath commenced his march, he is gone forth from his place, to make thy land desolate; and thy cities shall be laid waste, left without an inhabitant.

8 Zato se u kostrijet ogrnite, kukajte, naričite, jer rasplamtjela jarost Jahvina nas nije mimoišla.

For this gird yourselves with sackcloths, lament and wail; for the fierce anger of the Lord is not turned away from us.

9 U dan onaj - riječ je Jahvina - klonut će srce kralju i knezovima. Svećenici će se zapanjiti, proroci umuknuti.

And it shall come to pass on that day, saith the Lord, that the heart of the king and the heart of the princes shall fail; and the priests shall be astonished, and the prophets shall wonder.

10 I reći će: 'Ah, Jahve, Gospodine, zaista nas teško prevari kad reče: 'Uživat ćete mir' a sad nam je mač pod grlom.'

Then said I, Ah, Lord Eternal! surely thou hast greatly deceived this people and Jerusalem, saying, Ye shall have peace; whereas the sword reacheth unto the soul.

11 U to će se vrijeme reći narodu ovom i Jeruzalemu: Vruć vjetar s pustinjskih sipina puše prema kćeri naroda moga; ali ne da hladi i da pročisti!

At that time shall be announced to this people and to Jerusalem a dry wind from the mountain-peaks in the wilderness, [coming] on the road to the daughter of my people; not to winnow, nor to cleanse [the corn],

12 Doći će mi vjetar pun prijetnje, i ja ću im tada izreći sud!

A strong wind from these places shall come unto me: now also will I myself pronounce judgment against them.

13 Gle: diže se k'o oblačine, kola mu slična vihoru, konji brži od orlova. Jao nama! Propadosmo!

Behold, like clouds shall he come up, and like a whirlwind shall be his chariots: swifter than eagles are his horses. “Woe unto us! for we are wasted.”

14 Operi opačinu sa srca svoga, Jeruzaleme, da bi se spasio. Dokle će se u grudima tvojim misli zločinačke gnijezditi?

Wash from wrong doing thy heart, O Jerusalem, in order that thou mayest be saved. How long wilt thou let lodge within thee the thoughts of thy wickedness?

15 Jer glas naviješta od Dana, s gore Efrajimove najavljuje nesreću.

For a voice declareth from Dan, and publisheth unhappiness from the mountain of Ephraim.

16 Opomenite, razglasite po Judeji, obznanite Jeruzalemu: neprijatelji dolaze iz daleke zemlje i poklike izvikuju protiv gradova judejskih;

Make ye mention of it to the nations; behold, let it be heard against Jerusalem, that beleaguerers come from a far-off country, and send forth their voice against the cities of Judah.

17 poput čuvara poljskih okružuju Jeruzalem, jer se odmetnu od mene” - riječ je Jahvina.

As keepers of a field are they against her round about; because against me hath she been rebellious, saith the Lord.

18 Put tvoj i djela tvoja to ti učiniše. To je tvoja nesreća! Kako je gorka, kako li pogađa u srce!

Thy way and thy doings have procured these things unto thee: this is thy wickedness, which is so bitter, which so reacheth unto thy heart.

19 Utrobo moja! Utrobo moja, bolujem, srce mi se razdire! Dršće mi duša! Ne mogu šutjeti, jer čujem glas roga, poklike bojne.

My bowels, my bowels! I am shaken, at the very chambers of my heart; my heart beateth tumultuously in me; I cannot remain silent; because the sound of the cornet hast thou heard, O my soul, the alarm of war.

20 Javljaju slom za slomom, sva je zemlja poharana, moji su šatori iznenada opustošeni, u tren oka sva skloništa moja uništena.

Ruin upon ruin is called out; for the whole land is wasted: suddenly are my tents wasted, and in a moment, my curtains.

21 Dokle ću gledati bojne znakove, slušati pozive roga?

How long shall I see the standard, hear the sound of the cornet?

22 Da, bezuman je moj narod, ne poznaju me, djeca su oni nerazumna, ništa ne shvaćaju, mudri su tek za zlodjela, al' činiti dobro ne umiju.

“Because my people is foolish, me have they not known; sottish children are they, and they have not any understanding: wise are they to do evil, but how to do good they do not know.”

23 Gledam zemlju: pusta je, evo, i prazna, nebesa: svjetlost im iščezla.

I look at the earth, and, lo, it is without form and void; and toward the heavens, and their light is gone.

24 Gledam brda: gle, tresu se, a svi se humci uzdrmali.

I look at the mountains, and, lo, they tremble, and all the hills are moved.

25 Gledam: evo čovjeka nema, ptice nebeske sve su odletjele.

I look, and, lo, there is no man, and all the birds of the heavens are fled.

26 Gledam: plodno polje, evo, opustje, sve gradove razori Jahve žestinom gnjeva svoga.

I look, and, lo, the fruitful country is a wilderness, and all its cities are laid waste at the presence of the Lord, because of the fierceness of his anger.

27 Da, ovako govori Jahve: “Sva će zemlja biti poharana, ja ću joj zadati posljednji udarac.

For thus hath said the Lord, Desolate shall be the whole land; yet a full end will I not make.

28 Na to će se zemlja u crno zaviti, a nebesa, gore, potamnjeti. Jer rekoh, i neću se raskajati, odlučih i neću odustati.

For this shall mourn the earth, and black shall be the heavens above; because I have spoken it, I have purposed it, and I will not repent, and I will not turn back from it.

29 Pred vikom 'Konjanici i strijelci!' sva se zemlja u bijeg dade: bježe u šipražje, penju se na hridi: svi su gradovi napušteni: nigdje više žive duše.

From the noise of horsemen and those that shoot with the bow fleeth the whole city; they go into thickets, and climb up upon the rocks: every city is forsaken, and not a man dwelleth therein.

30 A ti, opustošena, što ćeš učiniti? Da se i grimizom zaodjeneš, nakitom zlatnim ukrasiš i oči ličilom izraniš, uzalud se uljepšavaš! Ljubavnici tvoji tebe preziru: traže glavu tvoju.

And thou, O wasted one, what wilt thou do? Though thou clothe thyself with scarlet, though thou adorn thyself with ornaments of gold, though thou encircle with paint thy eyes: in vain shalt thou make thyself beautiful; the adulterers will despise thee, thy life will they seek.

31 Da, jauk kao u bolesnice čujem, vrisak kao u one što prvi put rađa; čuj, to kći sionska jeca i pruža ruke: 'Jao meni! Duša mi zamire pod udarcima ubojica!'

For a voice as of a woman in travail have I heard, the anguish as of one that bringeth forth her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, that groaneth, that spreadeth out her hands, [saying, ] “Woe is me now! for my soul succumbeth to the murderers.”