Lamentations 4
1 Oh how is the gold become dim! how is the most fine gold changed! how are the stones of the sanctuary poured out at the corners of every street.
Mano kaka dhahabu osewito berne, dhahabu maberie moloyo obedo marach! Kite maler okere e akerkeke mag yore duto.
2 The precious sons of Zion, valued equal to pure gold, how are they now esteemed as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!
Mano kaka yawuot Sayun mabeyo, ma yande bergi ne romre gi pek mar dhahabu, tinde ipimo mana gi agulni mag lowo, ma en tich lwedo mar jachwe aguch lowo!
3 Even wild beasts offer the breast, they give suck to their young ones: the daughter of my people is become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness.
Kata mana ondiegi chiwo thundegi mondo nyithindgi odhodhi, to joga osebedo jogo maonge chuny, gichalo udo manie thim.
4 The tongue of the suckling cleaveth to its palate by reason of thirst: babes ask for bread, there is not one to break it for them.
Nikech riyo oloyo nyathi madhoth mi koro lewe omoko e dande; kendo nyithindo kwayo chiemo, to onge ngʼama migi.
5 Those that used to eat dainty food are desolate in the streets: they that were reared up on scarlet now embrace dunghills.
Joma yande chamo chiemo mamit, koro gin jokwecho mojwangʼ e wangʼ yore; to jogo ma yande odak e ngima maber koro nindo e pidh yugi.
6 For greater is the iniquity of the daughter of my people than the sin of Sodom, that was overthrown as it were in a moment, and no human hands were laid on her.
Kum mar joga duongʼ moloyo mano mar Sodom, mane lochne okethi mapiyo piyo nono maonge ngʼama nobiro mondo okonye.
7 Her crowned princes were purer than snow, they were whiter than milk, they were more brilliant in body than pearls, more than the sapphire, their countenance:
Jotendgi ne ler marieny moloyo pe kendo rachar maloyo chak, dendgi ne pichni moloyo mo; kendo nenruok margi ne chalo gi kidi ma nengone tek.
8 Darker than black is now their visage; they are not to be recognized in the streets: their skin is shriveled fast upon their bones; it is dry, it is become like wood.
To koro gin rotenge moloyo oyare ma kata irom kodgi e wangʼ yore to ok nyal ngʼegi, nimar pien ringregi osejowore kuom chokegi; kendo osebedo motwo ka yien.
9 Happier are those slain by the sword than those slain by hunger; for those poured forth their blood, being pierced through, —[these perished] without the fruits of the field.
Joma notho e lweny ber moloyo jogo ma kech onego; kech chamogi ma gidhero nikech cham onge e puothe.
10 The hands of merciful women cooked their own children: they became food unto them in the downfall of the daughter of my people.
Mon madhoth notedo nyithindgi giwegi, mobedo chiembgi ka joga ne inego itieko.
11 The Lord hath let loose all his fury: he hath poured out the fierceness of his anger: and he hath kindled a fire in Zion, which hath devoured her foundations.
Jehova Nyasaye oseolo mirimbe mangʼeny ka iye owangʼ. Osemoko mach Sayun moketho mise mage.
12 The kings of the earth, and all the inhabitants of the world, would not believe that an adversary or an enemy could ever enter within the gates of Jerusalem.
Ruodhi mag piny ne ok oyie, kata ji mag piny bende ne ok oyie, ni wasigu kod jolweny nyalo donjo e dhorangeye mag Jerusalem.
13 [But it hath happened] because of the sins of her prophets, the iniquities of her priests, that had shed in the midst of her the blood of the righteous.
To mano notimore nikech richo mag jonabi mage, kod kethruok mag jodolo mage mane ochwero remb joma kare.
14 They wandered about blindly in the streets, they became defiled with blood; so that men were not able to touch their garments.
Koro gidigni e wangʼ yore ka joma muofni. Gidwanyore gi remo maonge ngʼato madihedhre mulo lepgi.
15 Depart, ye unclean, they called out unto them: depart, depart, touch not. So they flee away and also wander about: men say among the nations, They shall no more sojourn there.
Ji ywak kagoyonegi koko niya, “Dhiuru kucha! Ok uler!” Mabor kucha, mabor kucha! Kik umulwa! Ka giringo giaa kendo gibayo abaya, ji mag ogendini wacho ni, “Ok ginyal dak kodwa kendo.”
16 The anger of the Lord hath divided them; he will no more look at them: the faces of the priests they respected not, and the elders they spared not.
Jehova Nyasaye owuon osekeyogi e pinje; kendo koro ok odewgi. Jodolo ok yud duongʼ, kendo jodongo ok mi luor.
17 Even now our eyes anxiously wait for our valueless help: in our waiting have we waited for a nation that cannot help.
Kata kamano, wengewa nojony, ka warango gima dikonywa; to oganda mane wageno kuome ni nyalo konyowa ne ok nyal konyowa.
18 They hunt our steps, that we cannot walk in our streets: our end is near, our days are full: for our end is come.
Ji ne manyowa kamoro amora mawaluwo, omiyo ne ok wanyal wuotho e wangʼ yorewa. Luoro nomakowa nikech ndalowa nosechopo machiegni kendo thowa ne osekayo.
19 Swifter were our pursuers than the eagles of heaven: upon the mountains did they hotly follow us: in the wilderness did they lie in wait for us.
Jogo mane lawowa ne ringo mapiyo maloyo ongo mafuyo e kor polo; negilawowa e kor gode madongo kendo negibutonwa e thim.
20 The breath of our nostrils, the anointed of the Lord, was caught in their pits, he, of whom we said, Under his shadow shall we live among the nations.
Ngʼatno mowir mar Jehova Nyasaye, mane wakwano kaka ngimawa, nomaki e obadho mane gichiko. Ne waparo ni e bwo tipone wanyalo bedo mangima e dier ogendini.
21 Be glad and rejoice, O daughter of Edom, that dwellest in the land of 'Uz: also unto thee shall the cup pass; thou wilt be drunken, and make thyself naked.
Moruru kendo beduru moil, yaye Nyar Edom, un jogo modak e piny Uz. To un bende, kikombeno ibiro miyou; kendo ubiro mer mi udongʼ duge.
22 Brought to an end is thy iniquity, O daughter of Zion; He will no more carry thee away into exile: He visiteth thy iniquity, O daughter of Edom; He layeth open thy sins.
Yaye jo-Sayun, kum mane okumugo biro rumo; bende ok nochak omed ndalou mar twech. To un jo-Edom, obiro kumou nikech richou kendo timbeu mamono obiro elo e lela.
