Tužaljke 4
1 Jao, potamnje zlato, to suho zlato! Sveto se kamenje prosu na uglovima svih ulica.
How is dimmed the gold! changed the most fine gold! Poured out are the stones of the sanctuary, at the top of all the streets.
2 Sinovi sionski, nekoć cijenjeni kao najčišće zlato, ah, sada ih cijene kao sudove glinske, kao djelo ruku lončarevih!
The precious sons of Zion, they who were weighed against pure gold, How are they accounted as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!
3 Čak i šakali pružaju dojke i doje mladunčad, ali kćeri naroda moga postaše okrutne kao nojevi u pustinji.
Even wild dogs, draw out the breast, give suck to their whelps—The daughter of my people, hath become cruel, like the ostriches in the desert.
4 Jezik dojenčeta za nepce se lijepi od žeđi. Djeca vape za kruhom, a nikog da im ga pruži.
The tongue of the suckling, cleaveth to the roof of his mouth for thirst, —Young children, have asked bread, there was none, to break, it to them.
5 Oni što se nekoć sladiše biranim jelima ginu po ulicama; nekoć nošeni u grimizu, sada se valjaju po buništu.
They who used to eat delicacies, are deserted in the streets, —They who used to be carried on crimson, have embraced heaps of refuse.
6 Veći bijaše zločin Kćeri naroda moga od grijeha Sodome, što u tren oka bi razorena, a ničija se ruka ne diže na nju.
And the punishment of the daughter of my people hath grown greater than the punishment of Sodom, —which was overthrown as in a moment, when no hands had been laid violently upon her.
7 Njeni mladići bijahu nekoć čišći od snijega, bjelji od mlijeka, od koralja rumenija bijahu im tijela, lice glatko k'o safir.
Purer were her Nazirites than snow, whiter were they than milk, —more ruddy, in body, than coral, A sapphire, was their beauty of form.
8 Sad im je obraz crnji od čađe, ne prepoznaju se više na ulici. Koža im se lijepi za kosti, suha kao drvo.
Darker than a coal, is their visage, They are not known in the streets—Their skin shrivelleth on their bones, is withered, become like a stick.
9 Kako su sretni oni što ih mač probode, sretniji od onih koje pomori glad; koji padaju, iscrpljeni, jer im nedostaju plodovi zemljini.
Better are the slain of the sword, than the slain of the famine, —for, these, pine away, stricken through, wanting the produce of the field.
10 Žene, tako nježne, kuhaše djecu svoju, njima se hraniše za propasti Kćeri naroda moga.
The hands of compassionate women, have cooked their own children, —they have served as nourishment to them, in the grievous injury of the daughter of my people.
11 Jahve je utolio svoj bijes, izlio jarosnu srdžbu svoju, na Sionu raspirio požar što sažiže i same temelje njegove.
Yahweh hath completed his indignation, hath poured out the glow of his anger; and hath kindled a fire in Zion, which hath devoured her foundations.
12 Nisu vjerovali kraljevi zemaljski ni svekoliko stanovništvo zemlje da će ugnjetač i neprijatelj ući na vrata jeruzalemska -
Neither the kings of the earth, nor any of the inhabitants of the world, believed, that an adversary or an enemy, should enter, the gates of Jerusalem!
13 zbog grijeha svojih prorokÄa, zbog bezakonja svećenikÄa koji usred grada prolijevahu krv pravednikÄa!
[It is] for the sins of her prophets, the iniquities of her priests, —who have been pouring out, in her midst, the blood of the righteous!
14 K'o slijepi teturahu ulicama, omašteni krvlju, te nitko nije smio da se takne odjeće njihove.
They have wandered—blind—in the streets, have defiled themselves with blood; so that men may not touch their garments.
15 “Natrag, nečisti!” - viču im. “Natrag! Ne dirajte!” I tada pobjegoše poganima, al' ne smjedoše ondje ostati.
Turn aside! Unclean! have they cried to them, Turn aside! Turn aside! Do not touch! because they have fled, yea, wandered, Men said among the nations, They will not again tarry;
16 Raspršilo ih lice Jahvino, on ih više nije gledao. Ne poštuju više svećenikÄa, ne sažaljuju staraca.
The face of Yahweh, hath scattered them, He will look them out no more: The persons of the priests, they have not respected, To the elders, have they shown no favour.
17 Već nam oči iščilješe iščekujući pomoć, ali uzalud; s kula naših zureć' u daljinu očekivasmo narod koji nas ne može spasiti.
Silly shall our eyes fail, for our help that is vain: In our watchtower, have we watched—for a nation that will not save.
18 Vrebaju nam na korake da ne hodamo po trgovima svojim. Bliži nam se kraj, navršili nam se dani, naš konac dolazi.
They have laid snares for our steps, that we cannot walk in our own broadways: Drawn near hath our end, Fulfilled are our days, yea arrived hath our end.
19 Naši gonitelji bijahu brži od orlova na nebu; u planini nas ganjahu, u pustinji dočekivahu u zasjedi.
Swifter are our pursuers, than the eagles of the heavens, —Over the mountains, have they come hotly after us, In the wilderness, have they lain in wait for us.
20 Naš životni dah, Jahvin pomazanik, pade u njihove jame - on za koga govorasmo: “U sjeni njegovoj živjet ćemo među narodima.”
The fragrance of our nostrils, The Anointed of Yahweh, hath been captured in their pits, —of whom we had said—In his shade, shall we live among the nations.
21 Raduj se i veseli se, Kćeri edomska, ti koja živiš u zemlji Usu: doći će i do tebe čaša, opit ćeš se i razgoliti.
Rejoice and be glad, O daughter of Edom, thou inhabitress in the and of Uz, —Even unto thee, shall the cup pass along, thou shalt be drunken, and expose thy shame.
22 Tvoj grijeh je iskupljen, Kćeri sionska, neće te više u izgnanstvo voditi. Kaznit će opačinu tvoju, Kćeri edomska, razotkriti grijehe tvoje.
Completed is thy punishment, O daughter of Zion, He will no more carry thee away captive—He hath punished thine iniquity, O daughter of Edom, he hath stripped the veil from off thy sins.
