Lamentations 2
1 How the Lord has spread a cloud of his anger over the Daughter of Zion! He has thrown down Israel's glory from heaven to earth. He has deserted his Temple from the time he became angry.
Kako obastrije Gospod oblakom u gnjevu svom kæer Sionsku! svrže s neba na zemlju slavu Izrailjevu, i ne opomenu se podnožja nogu svojih u dan gnjeva svojega!
2 The Lord has destroyed without mercy all the places where the descendants of Jacob lived. In his anger he has torn down the fortresses of the Daughter of Judah. He has demolished and degraded the kingdom and its leaders.
Gospod potr nemilice sve stanove Jakovljeve, razvali u gnjevu svom gradove kæeri Judine, i na zemlju obori, oskvrni carstvo i knezove njegove.
3 In his fury he has destroyed all of Israel's power, refusing to help as the enemy attacked. He was like a fire blazing in the land of Jacob, burning everything up.
Odbi u žestokom gnjevu sav rog Izrailju, obrati natrag desnicu svoju od neprijatelja, i raspali se na Jakova kao oganj plameni, koji proždire sve oko sebe.
4 He has fired arrows from his bow as if he were their enemy; he has used his power against them like an attacker. He has killed all the beloved children; he has poured out his anger like fire on the tent of the Daughter of Zion.
Nateže luk svoj kao neprijatelj, podiže desnicu svoju kao protivnik, i pobi sve što bješe drago oèima; na šator kæeri Sionske prosu kao oganj gnjev svoj.
5 The Lord has become like an enemy, completely destroying Israel and its palaces, demolishing its fortresses, making the Daughter of Judah cry and mourn more and more.
Gospod posta kao neprijatelj; potr Izrailja, potr sve dvore njegove, raskopa sve gradove njegove, i umnoži kæeri Judinoj žalost i jad.
6 He has torn down his Temple as if was a garden shed; he has destroyed his meeting place. The Lord has made Zion forget about her religious festivals and Sabbaths. In his fury he has disowned both king and priest.
Razvali mu ogradu kao vrtu; potr mjesto sastancima njegovijem; Gospod vrže u zaborav na Sionu praznike i subotu, i u žestini gnjeva svojega odbaci cara i sveštenika.
7 The Lord has discarded his altar; he has abandoned his Temple. He has handed it over to the enemy. They were shouting triumphantly in the Lord's Temple just as worshipers did on festival days.
Odbaci Gospod oltar svoj, omrze na svetinju svoju, predade u ruke neprijateljima zidove dvora Sionskih; stade ih vika u domu Gospodnjem kao na praznik.
8 The Lord was determined to destroy the defensive walls of the Daughter of Zion. He measured out what he would destroy, and didn't hesitate to do it. He made the battlements and walls weep; they both disintegrated.
Gospod naumi da raskopa zid kæeri Sionske, rasteže uže, i ne odvrati ruke svoje da ne zatre, i ojadi opkop i zid, iznemogoše skupa.
9 Her gates have collapsed to the ground; he has destroyed their bars, breaking them apart. Her king and her princes have been exiled to other countries. No one follows the Law anymore, and even her prophets no longer receive visions from the Lord.
Utonuše u zemlju vrata njezina, polomi i potr prijevornice njezine; car njezin i knezovi njezini meðu narodima su; zakona nema, i proroci njezini ne dobijaju utvare od Gospoda.
10 The elders of the Daughter of Zion sit on the ground in silence. They have thrown dust over their heads and put on clothes made of sackcloth. The young women of Jerusalem have bowed down, their heads to the ground.
Starješine kæeri Sionske sjede na zemlji i muèe, posule su prahom glavu i pripasale kostrijet; oborile su k zemlji glave svoje djevojke Jerusalimske.
11 My eyes are worn out from crying; inside I am in turmoil. I'm sick and exhausted over the destruction of Jerusalem, the daughter of my people, because children and infants are fainting in the city streets.
Išèilješe mi oèi od suza, utroba se moja uskolebala, prosipa se na zemlju jetra moja od pogibli kæeri naroda mojega, jer djeca i koja sisaju obamiru na ulicama gradskim.
12 They cry out to their mothers, “We need food and drink!” fainting in the city streets as if they're wounded, their lives fading away in their mothers' arms.
Govore materama svojim: gdje je žito i vino? obamiru kao ranjenici na ulicama gradskim, i ispuštaju dušu svoju u naruèju matera svojih.
13 What can I tell you? What shall I compare you to, Daughter of Jerusalem? What can I say you're like in order to comfort you, virgin Daughter of Zion? For your wound gapes as wide as the sea—who could ever heal you?
Koga æu ti uzeti za svjedoka? s èim æu te izjednaèiti, kæeri Jerusalimska? kaku æu ti priliku naæi, da te utješim, djevojko, kæeri Sionska? jer je nesreæa tvoja velika kao more, ko æe te iscijeliti?
14 The visions of your prophets were false and worthless; they didn't point out your guilt to prevent you being taken into captivity. Instead they presented to you visions that were false and deceptive.
Proroci tvoji prorokovaše ti laž i bezumlje, i ne otkrivaše bezakonja tvojega da bi odvratili ropstvo tvoje; nego ti kazivaše utvare lažne i koje æe te prognati.
15 Everyone who passes by mock you, clapping their hands, hissing and shaking their heads in scorn at the Daughter of Jerusalem. “Is this really the city that people called the perfection of beauty, the joy of all the earth?” they ask.
Pljeskaju rukama nad tobom svi koji prolaze, zvižde i mašu glavom za kæerju Jerusalimskom: to li je grad, za koji govorahu da je prava ljepota, radost svoj zemlji?
16 All your enemies open their mouths at you, hissing and gnashing their teeth, “We've swallowed her up! This is the day we've been waiting for. Now it's here and we've seen it happen!”
Razvaljuju usta na te svi neprijatelji tvoji, zvižde i škrguæu zubima govoreæi: proždrijesmo; ovo je doista dan koji èekasmo; doèekasmo, vidjesmo.
17 The Lord has achieved what he decided; he has done what he warned he would. Just as he determined to do long ago, he has destroyed you, showing no mercy. He has allowed the enemy gloat over your defeat, and he has given power to those who attack you.
Uèini Gospod što naumi, ispuni rijeè svoju, koju kaza odavna; razori nemilice, i razveseli tobom neprijatelja, podiže rog protivnicima tvojim.
18 The people cry out to the Lord from the bottom of their hearts. Daughter of Zion, let your walls stream down with tears like a river all day and night. Don't stop, go on crying!
Vièe srce njihovo ka Gospodu: zide kæeri Sionske, proljevaj potokom suze dan i noæ, ne daj sebi mira, i zjenica oka tvojega da ne staje.
19 Get up and cry out as the night begins. Pour out your sad thoughts like water before the Lord. Hold up your hands to him in prayer for the lives of your children who are fainting from hunger at every street corner.
Ustani, vièi obnoæ; u poèetku straže, proljevaj srce svoje kao vodu pred Gospodom, podiži k njemu ruke svoje za dušu djece svoje koja obamiru od gladi na uglovima svojih ulica.
20 Lord, please think about it! Who have you ever treated this way? Should women have to eat their children, the little ones they love? Should priests and prophets be killed in the Lord's Temple?
Pogledaj, Gospode, i vidi, kome si ovako uèinio. Eda li žene jedu porod svoj, djecu koju nose u naruèju? eda li se ubija u svetinji Gospodnjoj sveštenik i prorok?
21 The dead, young and old, lie together in the dust of the streets. My young men and young women, have been killed by the sword. You killed them when you were angry; you have slaughtered them without mercy.
Leže na zemlji po ulicama djeca i starci, djevojke moje i mladiæi moji padoše od maèa, pobio si ih u dan gnjeva svojega i poklao ne žaleæi.
22 You invited enemies to attack me from every direction like you were inviting them to a religious festival. At the time when the Lord was angry nobody escaped, nobody survived. My enemy has destroyed the children I looked after and loved.
Sazvao si kao na praznik strahote moje otsvuda, i u dan gnjeva Gospodnjega niko ne uteèe niti osta. Koje na ruku nosih i othranih, njih mi neprijatelj moj pobi.
