Lamentations 4
1 How the gold has become tarnished, the pure gold has become dull! The gems of the temple lie scattered on every street corner.
Zinariya ta rasa kyanta, hasken zinariya ya dushe! An warwatsar da tsarkakakkun duwatsu masu daraja a kan tituna.
2 How the precious sons of Zion, once worth their weight in pure gold, are now esteemed as jars of clay, the work of a potter’s hands!
Dubi samarin Sihiyona masu daraja, waɗanda a dā darajarsu ta isa nauyin zinariya, yanzu ana ɗaukar su a matsayin tukwanen ƙasa, aikin maginin tukwane!
3 Even jackals offer their breasts to nurse their young, but the daughter of my people has become cruel, like an ostrich in the wilderness.
Ko diloli suna ba’ya’yansu nono su sha, amma mutanena sun zama marasa zuciya kamar jiminai a cikin jeji.
4 The nursing infant’s tongue clings in thirst to the roof of his mouth. Little children beg for bread, but no one gives them any.
Domin ƙishirwa harshen jarirai ya manne a rufin bakinsu; yaran suna roƙo a ba su burodi, amma ba wanda ya ba su.
5 Those who once ate delicacies are destitute in the streets; those brought up in crimson huddle in ash heaps.
Waɗanda a dā sukan ci abinci mai daɗi yanzu su ne masu bara a tituna. Waɗanda a dā suke sa kaya masu kyau yanzu suna kwance a kan tarin toka.
6 The punishment of the daughter of my people is greater than that of Sodom, which was overthrown in an instant without a hand turned to help her.
Horon mutanena ya fi na Sodom girma, wadda aka hallaka farat ɗaya ba wani hannu da ya juya ya taimake ta.
7 Her dignitaries were brighter than snow, whiter than milk; their bodies were more ruddy than rubies, their appearance like sapphires.
’Ya’yan sarakunansu sun fi ƙanƙara haske sun kuma fi madara fari, jikunansu sun fi murjani ja, kyansu kamar shuɗin yakutu.
8 But now their appearance is blacker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; it has become as dry as a stick.
Amma yanzu sun fi dare duhu; ba a iya gane su a tituna. Fatar jikinsu ta manne da ƙasusuwansu; sun bushe kamar itace.
9 Those slain by the sword are better off than those who die of hunger, who waste away, pierced with pain because the fields lack produce.
Gara waɗanda aka kashe su da takobi da waɗanda suke mutuwa da yunwa; sun rame domin rashin abinci a gona.
10 The hands of compassionate women have cooked their own children, who became their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.
Da hannuwansu mata masu tausayi sun dafa yaransu, suka zama masu abinci sa’ad da aka hallaka mutanena.
11 The LORD has exhausted His wrath; He has poured out His fierce anger; He has kindled a fire in Zion, and it has consumed her foundations.
Ubangiji ya saki fushinsa; ya zuba zafin fushinsa. Ya hura wuta a Sihiyona ta kuma cinye harsashin gininta.
12 The kings of the earth did not believe, nor any people of the world, that an enemy or a foe could enter the gates of Jerusalem.
Sarakunan duniya ba su gaskata ba, haka ma mutanen duniya, cewa magabta da maƙiya za su iya shiga ƙofofin Urushalima.
13 But this was for the sins of her prophets and the guilt of her priests, who shed the blood of the righteous in her midst.
Amma ya faru domin zunuban annabawanta da muguntar firistocinta, waɗanda suka zub da jinin masu adalci a cikinsu.
14 They wandered blind in the streets, defiled by this blood, so that no one dared to touch their garments.
Yanzu suna yawo barkatai a tituna kamar makafi. Sun ƙazantu da jini yadda ba wanda zai kuskura ya taɓa rigunansu.
15 “Go away! Unclean!” men shouted at them. “Away, away! Do not touch us!” So they fled and wandered. Among the nations it was said, “They can stay here no longer.”
“Ku tafi! Ba ku da tsabta!” Haka mutane suke ihu suke ce musu. “Ku tashi daga nan! Ku tashi daga nan! Kada ku taɓa mu!” Sa’ad da suka gudu suna yawo, mutanen waɗansu ƙasashe suka ce, “Ba za su ci gaba da zama a nan ba.”
16 The presence of the LORD has scattered them; He regards them no more. The priests are shown no honor; the elders find no favor.
Ubangiji kansa ya warwatsa su; ya daina duban su. Ba a ba firistoci girma, ba su ba dattawa gata.
17 All the while our eyes were failing as we looked in vain for help. We watched from our towers for a nation that could not save us.
Idanunmu sun gaji, suna ta dubawa ko taimako zai zo; mu sa ido ko za mu ga ƙasar da za tă iya taimakon mu.
18 They stalked our every step, so that we could not walk in our streets. Our end drew near, our time ran out, for our end had come!
Ana bin sawunmu, ba za mu iya tafiya kan tituna ba. Ƙarshenmu ya kusa, kwanakinmu sun ƙare, gama ƙarshenmu ya zo.
19 Those who chased us were swifter than the eagles in the sky; they pursued us over the mountains and ambushed us in the wilderness.
Masu fafarar mu sun fi gaggafa mai firiya a sararin sama sauri; sun fafare mu a kan duwatsu suna fakon mu a jeji.
20 The LORD’s anointed, the breath of our life, was captured in their pits. We had said of him, “Under his shadow we will live among the nations.”
Shafaffe na Ubangiji, numfashin ranmu, ya fāɗi cikin tarkonsu. Muna tunani cewa za mu iya rayuwa cikin sauran mutane a ƙarƙashin inuwarsa.
21 So rejoice and be glad, O Daughter of Edom, you who dwell in the land of Uz. Yet the cup will pass to you as well; you will get drunk and expose yourself.
Ku yi murna da farin ciki, ya Diyar Edom, ke mai zama a ƙasar Uz. Amma ke ma za a ba ki kwaf; za ki bugu ki zama tsirara.
22 O Daughter of Zion, your punishment is complete; He will not prolong your exile. But He will punish your iniquity, O Daughter of Edom; He will expose your sins.
Ya Diyar Sihiyona, hukuncinki zai ƙare; ba zai sa zaman bautarki yă yi tsayi ba. Amma ya Diyar Edom, zai hukunta zunubinki yă tona tsiraicinki.
