Lamentations 1
1 How the city sits solitary, that was full of people! She has become as a widow, who was great among the nations! She who was a princess among the provinces has become tributary!
Lee ka obodo ahụ nke ndị ya dị ọtụtụ si bụrụ ebe tọgbọrọ nʼefu! Lee ka o si ghọọ nwanyị di ya nwụrụ, bụ obodo ahụ a maara aha ya nʼetiti mba niile. Lee ka onye naara abụ eze nwanyị nʼetiti ala niile a na-achị achị si ghọọ ohu.
2 She weeps bitterly in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks. Among all her loved ones she has none to comfort her. All her friends have dealt treacherously with her, they have become her enemies.
Ọ na-akwasị akwa ike nʼabalị, anya mmiri na-asọdakwa na nti ya, nʼetiti ndị ahụ niile hụrụ ya nʼanya, ọ dịghị onye na-akasị ya obi. Ndị enyi ya niile aghọgbuola ya; ha niile aghọọla ndị iro ya.
3 Judah has gone into captivity because of affliction. And because of great servitude she dwells among the nations. She finds no rest. All her persecutors overtook her in the distress.
Juda ejeela biri nʼala ọzọ, mgbe o siri nʼọnọdụ mweda nʼala na ndọgbu nʼọrụ pụta. Ọ na-ebi nʼetiti mba dị iche iche, ma ọ chọtaghị ebe izuike ọbụla. Nʼetiti nhụju anya ya ndị niile na-achụ ya ọsọ achụkwutela ya.
4 The ways of Zion mourn, because none come to the solemn assembly. All her gates are desolate. Her priests sigh. Her virgins are afflicted, and she herself is in bitterness.
Okporoụzọ niile e si eje Zayọn na-eru ụjụ, nʼihi na ọ dịghị onye na-abịakwa na mmemme ndị ahụ a kara aka. Ọnụ ụzọ ama ya niile atọgbọrọla nʼefu, ndị nchụaja ya na-asụ ude, ụmụ agbọghọ nọ nʼọnọdụ mwute, ya onwe ya nọkwa nʼọnọdụ dị ilu.
5 Her adversaries have become the head. Her enemies prosper. For Jehovah has afflicted her for the multitude of her transgressions. Her young sons have gone into captivity before the adversary.
Ndị iro ya aghọọla ndị na-achị ya; ndị iro ya nọ nʼahụ udo. Nʼihi na Onyenwe anyị emekpaala ya ahụ, nʼihi ịba ụba nke njehie ya niile. E burula ụmụntakịrị ya bulaa mba ọzọ, dịka ndị a dọtara nʼagha.
6 And from the daughter of Zion all her majesty is departed. Her rulers have become like harts that find no pasture. And they have gone without strength before the pursuer.
Ịma mma niile esitela nʼahụ ada Zayọn pụọ. Ụmụ eze ya dị ka ele nke na-enweghị ike ịchọta ebe ịta nri. Nʼihi adịghị ike ha, ha esitela nʼihu ndị na-achụ ha ọsọ gbalaga.
7 Jerusalem remembers in the days of her affliction and of her miseries all her pleasant things that were from the days of old. When her people fell into the hand of the adversary, and none helped her, the adversaries saw her; they mocked at her desolations.
Nʼụbọchị ndị ahụ niile e wedara ya nʼala, Jerusalem echetala akụ ndị ahụ niile bụ nke ya na mgbe ochie. Jerusalem echetala ha nʼụbọchị ndị ahụ niile ọ na-awagharị. Mgbe ndị ya dabara nʼaka ndị iro ya, o nweghị onye inyeaka ha hụrụ. Nʼoge ahụ, ndị iro ya hụrụ ọnọdụ ya, chịa ya ọchị.
8 Jerusalem has grievously sinned, therefore she has become as an unclean thing. All who honored her despise her, because they have seen her nakedness. Yea, she sighs, and turns backward.
Jerusalem emehiela nke ukwu, nʼezie, ọ ghọọla ihe rụrụ arụ. Ndị ahụ niile na-asọpụrụ ya na mbụ elelịala ya anya, nʼihi na ha ahụla ọtọ ya. Ya onwe ya kwa na-asụ ude, ma chigharịakwa azụ.
9 Her filthiness was in her skirts. She did not think of her latter end. Therefore she has come down astonishingly. She has no comforter. Behold, O Jehovah, my affliction, for the enemy has magnified himself.
Ịrụ arụ ya pụtara ihe, ọ bụladị nʼuwe ya. Ọ dịkwaghị mgbe o chere echiche banyere ihe dị na-eche ya nʼoge dị nʼihu. Lee ka o si daa, dasie ike, ma ọ dịghị onye bịara kasịe ya obi. “Onyenwe anyị, lee nsogbu m niile. Lee ka ndị iro si merie m.”
10 The adversary has spread out his hand upon all her pleasant things. For she has seen that the nations have entered into her sanctuary, concerning whom thou commanded that they should not enter into thine assembly.
Onye iro agbasaala aka ya chịkọtaa akụ ya niile. O ji anya ya hụ ka mba ndị ọzọ dị iche iche si bata ebe nsọ ya. Ndị ahụ na-ekwesighị ịbata bụ ndị batara nʼebe nzukọ gị.
11 All her people sigh. They seek bread. They have given their pleasant things for food to refresh the soul. See, O Jehovah, and, behold, for I have become abject.
Ndị ya niile na-asụ ude mgbe ha na-achọ ihe ha ga-eri. Ha na-ewere ihe ha nwere nye nʼihi oriri, ime ka ha nwee ike dịrị ndụ. “Onyenwe anyị, lee, ma tuleekwa ihe ndị a niile, nʼihi na abụrụla m onye a na-elelị.”
12 Is it nothing to you, all ye who pass by? Behold, and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow, which is brought upon me. Therewith Jehovah has afflicted in the day of his fierce anger.
“Ọ bụ na ọ dịghị emetụ unu nʼobi, unu ndị niile na-esi ebe a na-agafe? Legharịanụ anya unu ka unu hụrụ. O nwere ahụhụ dịka ahụhụ m, nke e mere ka ọ bịakwasị m, bụ nke Onyenwe anyị mere ka ọ bịakwasị m, nʼụbọchị ọ na-ewe iwe ya dị ọkụ?
13 From on high he has sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them. He has spread a net for my feet. He has turned me back. He has made me desolate and faint all the day.
“O si nʼelu zite ọkụ, e, o zitere ọkụ nke na-ere nʼime ọkpụkpụ m. Ọ gbasara ụgbụ nʼebe ụkwụ m ga-esi gafee, meekwa ka m laghachi azụ. O mere ka m bụrụ ihe tọgbọrọ nʼefu, onye na-ada mba ogologo ụbọchị niile.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand. They are knit together. They have come up upon my neck. He has made my strength to fail. The Lord has delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.
“Ọ na-eleru anya na mmehie m niile; jiri aka ya na-akpa ha dịka ụdọ. A nyakwasịla ya nʼolu m. Onyenwe anyị emeela ka ike gwụsịa m. O werela m nyefee nʼaka ndị ahụ m na-apụghị iguzogide.
15 The Lord has trodden under foot all my mighty men in the midst of me. He has called a solemn assembly against me to crush my young men. The Lord has trodden the virgin daughter of Judah as in a winepress.
“Onyenwe anyị ajụla ndị niile bụ dike nʼagha nọ nʼetiti m. Ọ kpọkuola usuu ndị agha ka ha bịa buo agha megide m, ka ha bịa gwepịa ụmụ okorobịa m niile. Nʼebe ịzọcha mkpụrụ vaịnị ya ka Onyenwe anyị zọchara ada Juda na-amaghị nwoke.
16 For these things I weep. My eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me. My sons are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.
“Ọ bụ nke a mere m ji akwa akwa. Ọ bụ ya mekwara anya mmiri ji ju m anya. O nweghị onye nkasiobi ọbụla nọ m nso; o nwekwaghị onye ga-akpọghachi mkpụrụobi m. Ụmụ m atọgbọla nʼefu, nʼihi na onye iro emeriela.”
17 Zion spreads forth her hands. There is none to comfort her. Jehovah has commanded concerning Jacob, that those who are round about him should be his adversaries. Jerusalem is among them as an unclean thing.
Lee ka Zayọn si gbasapụ aka ya ma o nweghị onye nkasiobi o nwere. Onyenwe anyị enyela iwu banyere Jekọb na ndị agbataobi ya ga-aghọ ndị iro ya. Jerusalem aghọkwaala ihe rụrụ arụ nʼetiti ha.
18 Jehovah is righteous, for I have rebelled against his commandment. Hear, I pray you, all ye peoples, and behold my sorrow. My virgins and my young men have gone into captivity.
“Ma Onyenwe anyị bụ onye ezi omume. Ọ bụ mụ onwe m nupuru isi nʼiwu ya. Geenụ ntị unu ndị niile, leenụ anya nʼụdị ahụhụ dakwasịrị m. A dọtala ụmụ okorobịa na ụmụ agbọghọbịa m niile nʼagha buru ha jee mba ọzọ.
19 I called for my loved ones, but they deceived me. My priests and my elders gave up the spirit in the city, while they sought food for themselves to refresh their souls.
“Akpọkuru m ndị mụ na ha dị na mma, ma ha ghọgburu m. Ndị nchụaja m na ndị okenye m nwụrụ nʼime obodo mgbe ha nọ na-achọta nri ha ga-eji debe onwe ha ndụ.
20 Behold, O Jehovah, for I am in distress. My heart is troubled. My heart is turned within me. For I have grievously rebelled. Abroad the sword bereaves; at home there is as death.
“Lee, Onyenwe anyị, ka m si bụrụ onye ahụhụ dị ukwuu dakwasịrị. Ime anụ ahụ m na-anụ ọkụ, obi m kwa enweghị izuike nʼime m nʼihi na onye nnupu isi dị ukwuu ka m bụ. Nʼezi, ọ bụ mma agha ka a ga-eji mee ka mmadụ gbara aka nwa. Ma nʼime ụlọ, ọ bụ naanị ọnwụ dị ya.
21 They have heard that I sigh. There is none to comfort me. All my enemies have heard of my trouble. They are glad that thou have done it. Thou will bring the day that thou have proclaimed, and they shall be like me.
“Ndị mmadụ anụla olu ịsụ ude m, ma o nweghị onye bịara ịkasị m obi. Ndị iro m niile anụla akụkọ ihe ọjọọ dakwasịrị m, ma ha na-aṅụrịkwa ọṅụ nʼihi ihe i mere ka ọ bịakwasị m. Mee ka ụbọchị ahụ i kara aka bịa, nke ga-eme ka ha dịrị ka m dị.
22 Let all their wickedness come before thee, and do to them, as thou have done to me for all my transgressions. For my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
“Kwere ka ihe ọjọọ niile ha na-eme bịa nʼihu gị. Mesokwa ha mmeso dịka i si mesoo m nʼihi mmehie niile nke m. Nʼihi na ịsụ ude m dị ọtụtụ, ana m adakwa mba nʼobi m.”
