Ywagruok 2
1 Mano kaka Ruoth Nyasaye osekumo Nyar Sayun gi mirimbe motwere ka rumbi! Duongʼ mar Israel ma yande otundo nyaka e polo, osewito piny, bende kuom mirimbe ok oseparo ni en raten mar tiende.
How could My Lord, in his anger, enshroud in gloom, the daughter of Zion? have cast from the heavens to the earth, the beauty of Israel? and not have remembered his footstool, in the day of his anger?
2 Ruoth Nyasaye oseketho mier duto mag Jakobo ka ok odewo; nikech mirimbe osemuko kuonde mochiel motegno mag Nyar Juda. Nokuodo wi jopinyno gi jotende mi odwoko lochgi chien.
My Lord hath swallowed up—without pity—all the pastures of Jacob, hath laid waste—in his indignation—the strongholds of the daughter of Judah, hath brought them down to the ground, —hath profaned the kingdom, and the princes thereof.
3 Osetieko teko mar jo-Israel gi mirimbe mager, kendo osejwangʼogi e lwet wasikgi. Osewengʼo ka Jakobo kaka mach mager makakni ma wangʼo gik moko duto molwore.
He hath broken off—in the glow of his anger—the whole horn of Israel, hath turned back his right hand, from the face of the foe, —and hath kindled against Jacob, a very fire of flame, devouring round about.
4 Oseywayo atungʼe mar kedo gi joge mana ka gima gin wasike. Kaka jasigu neko, osenego jogo duto mane nenore mabeyo e wangʼ, kendo oseolo mirimbe oko ka mach kuom hemb Nyar Sayun.
He hath trodden his bow like a foe, his right hand erect as an adversary, and hath slain all them who delighted the eye, —In the home of the daughter of Zion, hath he poured out, as fire, his indignation.
5 Ruoth Nyasaye chalo gi jasigu; kendo osetieko Israel! Osemuko ute Israel duto mag ruoth kendo oseketho mieche mochiel motegno. Osemedo ywagruok kod kuyo ne Nyar Juda.
My Lord hath become like a foe, hath swallowed up Israel, hath swallowed up all her castles, ruined his strongholds, —and hath caused to abound, in the daughter of Judah, lamentation and mourning.
6 Oseketho kare mar dak mana ka puodho moketh chambe modongʼ nono, kendo osemuko kare mar romo. Jehova Nyasaye osemiyo Sayun wiye owil kod sewni moyier gi Sabatoge; kendo kuom mirimbe mager, osejwangʼo ruoth kaachiel gi jadolo.
Thus hath he destroyed, like a garden, his pavilion, hath laid waste his place of assembly, —Yahweh, hath caused to be forgotten, in Zion, the appointed assembly and the sabbath, and hath spurned, in the indignation of his anger, the king and the priest.
7 Ruoth Nyasaye osedagi kendone mar misango kendo jwangʼo kare maler mar lemo. Osechiwo ohinga mag kuonde mag dak e lwet wasigu; gisegoyo koko e od Jehova Nyasaye mana kaka ne itimo e odiechiengʼ mar sawo moyier.
My Lord hath rejected his altar, hath abhorred his sanctuary, hath delivered, into the hand of the foe, the walls of her castles, —A voice, have they uttered in the house of Yahweh, as on the day of an appointed assembly.
8 Jehova Nyasaye osechano muko ohinga molworo Nyar Sayun. Oserieyo rapim kendo ne ok ogengʼo lwete mondo kik okethe. Nomiyo chiel ma oko mar dala kod ohinga oyiengni, giduto kaachiel ne gimukore mi gigore piny.
Yahweh hath devised to lay in ruins, the wall of the daughter of Zion, he hath stretched out a line, he hath not turned back his hand from swallowing up, —Thus hath he caused to mourn—rampart and wall, together, have they languished!
9 Dhorangeyene osegore piny molal ei lowo, oseturo lodi mage kendo kethogi. Ruodhe gi jodonge oke e kind ogendini, chik onge koro, to jonabi mage koro ok yud fweny moa kuom Jehova Nyasaye.
Her gates, have sunk in the earth, He hath destroyed and broken in pieces, her bars, —Her king and her princes, are among the nations, There is no instruction, Even her prophets, have found no vision, from Yahweh.
10 Jodongo mag nyar Sayun, obedo piny kolingʼ thi, gisebuko wiyegi gi buru kendo girwako piende gugru. Nyi Jerusalem osekulo wiyegi piny.
Seated on the ground, in silence, are the elders of the daughter of Zion, They have lifted up dust on their head, have girded themselves with sackcloth, —Bowed down to the ground is the head, of the virgins of Jerusalem.
11 Wangʼa ojony nikech ywak, chunya ool, kendo chandore malit nikech joga osetieki, kendo nyithindo kod nyithindo mayom kech nego e yore mag dala maduongʼ.
Blinded with tears are mine eyes, In ferment is my body, Poured out to the earth is my grief, for the sore hurt of the daughter of my people, —when child and suckling are swooning, in the broadways of the city.
12 Kech negogi e kor minegi, ka jogo mohiny e lweny e yore mag dala maduongʼ, mi gipodhi, omiyo gipenjo minegi niya, “Ere chiemo kod divai?”
To their mothers, they keep saying, Where are corn and wine? Swooning off, like one thrust through, in the broadways of the city, pouring out their life into the bosom of their mothers.
13 Yaye Nyar Jerusalem, en angʼo madawach kuomi? Koso en angʼo ma dapimigo? Yaye Nyar Sayun mapok ongʼeyo dichwo, en angʼo ma dapimigo, koso en angʼo ma dahoyigo? Adhola ma in-go tut mana ka nam. Ere ngʼama dithiedhnigo?
How shall I solemnly admonish thee? What shall I liken to thee, thou daughter of Jerusalem? What shall I compare with thee, that I may comfort thee, thou virgin, daughter of Zion? for, great as the sea, is thy grievous injury, Who can heal thee?
14 Fweny mane jonabi magi oneno ne ok adiera, to gin mana miriambo lilo, ne ok ginyisi richoni mondo omi kik teri e twech. To fweny mane ginyisi ne gin mana weche mag miriambo kendo ma wito ji.
Thy prophets, have had visions for thee, false and foolish, and have not unveiled thine iniquity, to turn back thy captivity, —Yea they have had visions for thee, oracles of falsehood, and enticements!
15 Ji duto makadho buti pamo ni lwetegi; gijari kendo gikino wigi kuom gigo mosetimorene Nyar Jerusalem, ka gipenjore niya, “Bende ma e dala maduongʼ ma yande ongʼere ni dala maler, kendo mor mar piny mangima?”
All passing by, have clapped, over thee, their hands, have hissed and wagged their head over the daughter of Jerusalem, —[saying], Is, this, the city, of which men used to say—The perfection of beauty! A joy to the whole earth!
16 Wasiki duto wuoyo marach kuomi; gijari ka gikayo lekegi kagiwacho niya, “Wasetieke chuth. Ma e ndalo mane wasebedo ka warito; adier, osechopo ma wanene.”
All thy foes, have opened wide, over thee their mouth, They have hissed, and gnashed their teeth, They have said—We have swallowed [her] up! Surely, this, is the day for which we have waited, We have found! We have seen!
17 Jehova Nyasaye osetimo gima ne osechano; osechopo mano mane owacho, ma en gima nochiko chon. Osetieki ma ok odewo, kendo osemiyo wasigu goyoni siboi, komedogi teko.
Yahweh hath done what he thought, hath carried out his word, wherewith he gave charge in the days of old, hath thrown down, and not spared, —Thus hath he let the enemy rejoice over thee, hath raised high the horn of thine adversaries.
18 Chunje ji ywak ni Ruoth Nyasaye. Yaye ohinga mar Nyar Sayun, we pi wangʼi omol ka aora, odiechiengʼ gotieno; kik iywe kata matin, kendo pi wangʼi kik chogi.
Their heart, hath made outcry, unto My Lord, —O wall of the daughter of Zion—Let tears run down as a torrent day and night, Do not give thyself relief, Let not the weeping of thine eye cease!
19 Aa malo, ywagi otieno duto, e kindego mag arita ma otieno chakore, kendo weche duto manie chunyi ol oko ka pi e nyim Ruoth Nyasaye. Tingʼ bedeni malo kilame nikech nyithindi, ma kech nego e wangʼ yore duto.
Arise, cry out in the night, At the beginning of the watches, pour out, like waters, thy heart, right before the face of My Lord, —Lift up, above thee, the palms of thy hands, for the life of thy children, who are swooning for hunger, at the top of all the streets!
20 Yaye Jehova Nyasaye winjie wachni: En ngʼa misetimone gima lit machal kama? Bende mon dicham nyithindgi ma giserito maber kama? Koso jodolo gi jonabi dinegi e kama ler mar lemo mar Ruoth Nyasaye adier?
See, O Yahweh, and do consider, to whom thou hast acted thus severely, —Will women, devour, their own fruit—the children they have dandled? Shall priest and prophet, be slain in the sanctuary of My Lord?
21 Jomatindo gi jomadongo nindo e yore motimo buru; yawuota gi nyiga oseneg gi ligangla. Isenegogi ka in gi mirima kendo isetiekogi ka ok idewo.
Youth and elder, have lain down on the ground in the streets, My virgins and my young men, have fallen by the sword, —Thou hast slain, in the day of thine anger, Thou hast slaughtered, hast not spared!
22 Ne iluongo masira koa kuonde duto mana ka ji mabiro e nyasi moro maduongʼ. E odiechiengʼ mar mirimb Jehova Nyasaye onge ngʼato mane otony kata mane odongʼ kangima. Kuom joga mane apidho kendo arito, wasika osetieko.
Wilt thou proclaim, like the day of an appointed meeting—My terrors round about? when there was not—in the day of the anger of Yahweh—fugitive or survivor, —Those whom I dandled and reared, my foe hath destroyed.
