< 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.
Warqeen akkamitti boorrajjaaʼe? Warqeen qulqulluunis akkamitti geeddarame! Dhagaawwan iddoo qulqulluu fiixee daandiiwwan hundaa irratti bibittinnaaʼaniiru.
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!
Ilmaan Xiyoon kanneen akka warqee qulqulluutti ilaalamaa turan sun amma akkamitti akka okkotee supheetti, akka hojii suphee dhooftuutti ilaalamu!
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.
Waangoonni iyyuu ilmaan isaanii hoosisuuf harma isaanii ni kennu; sabni koo garuu akkuma guchii gammoojjii gara jabeessa taʼeera.
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.
Sababii dheebuutiif arrabni daaʼimmanii laagaatti maxxana; ijoolleen buddeena kadhatti: garuu namni isaaniif kennu tokko iyyuu hin jiru.
5 Those that used to eat dainty food are desolate in the streets: they that were reared up on scarlet now embrace dunghills.
Warri dur cidha nyaachaa turan, rakkatanii daandii irra jiru. Warri dur uffata diimaa dhiilgee uffachaa turan harʼa tuullaa dikee hammatu.
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.
Adabbiin yakka saba koo adabbii yakka Sodoom kan utuu harki nama ishee gargaaruuf hin tuqin tasa badde sanaa caalaa guddaa ture.
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:
Ilmaan mootota isaanii cabbii caalaa qulqulluu, aannan caalaa adaadii turan; dhagni isaanii lula diimaa caalaa diimaa, bifti isaanii immoo sanpeer fakkaata ture.
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.
Amma garuu qaqaa caalaa gurraachaʼaniiru; daandii irrattis namni isaan hubatu hin jiru. Gogaan isaanii lafee isaaniitti maxxaneera; akka mukaas gogeera.
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.
Warra beelaan dhumanii mannaa, warra goraadeedhaan ajjeefaman wayya; Isaan waan nyaatamu lafa qotiisaa irraa dhabanii beelaan alatti goggoganii dhumu.
10 The hands of merciful women cooked their own children: they became food unto them in the downfall of the daughter of my people.
Yeroo sabni koo dhumetti dubartoonni gara laafoon harkuma isaaniitiin akka nyaata isaanii taʼaniif ijoollee ofii affeelan.
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.
Waaqayyo dheekkamsa isaa guutuu gad dhiise; aarii isaa sodaachisaa sanas ni dhangalaase. Xiyoon keessattis ibidda hundeewwan ishee barbadeessu qabsiise.
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.
Akka diinonni yookaan amajaajonni karrawwan Yerusaalem seenuu dandaʼan, mootonni biyya lafaa yookaan sabni addunyaa tokko iyyuu hin amanne.
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.
Garuu wanni kun sababii cubbuu raajota isheetii fi balleessaa luboota ishee kanneen ishee keessatti dhiiga qajeelotaa dhangalaasan sanaatiif taʼe.
14 They wandered about blindly in the streets, they became defiled with blood; so that men were not able to touch their garments.
Isaan akkuma jaamotaa daandii irra gatantaru. Hamma namni tokko iyyuu wayyaa isaanii tuquu hin dandeenyetti akka malee dhiigaan xuraaʼaniiru.
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.
Namoonnis, “Isin xuraaʼoo dha! Asii badaa! Badaa! Badaa! Nu hin tuqinaa!” jedhanii isaanitti iyyu. Yommuu baqatanii asii fi achi jooranittis saboonni Namoota Ormaa gidduu jiran, “Isaan siʼachi as jiraachuu hin dandaʼan” jedhu.
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.
Waaqayyo mataa isaatu isaan bittinneesse; inni siʼachi isaan hin eegu. Luboonni hin kabajamne; maanguddoonni surraa hin arganne.
17 Even now our eyes anxiously wait for our valueless help: in our waiting have we waited for a nation that cannot help.
Akkasumaan gargaarsa eeggachuudhaan iji keenya dadhabe; gamoo keenya irra teenyee saba nu baasuu hin dandeenye irraa gargaarsa eegganne.
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.
Akka nu daandii keenya irra deemuu hin dandeenyeef namoonni tarkaanfii keenya eegu. Dhumni keenya dhiʼaateera; guyyoonni keenyas gabaabataniiru; badiisni keenya dhufeeraatii.
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.
Warri nu ariʼan risaa samii caalaa saffisu; isaan tulluuwwan irraa nu ariʼanii gammoojjii keessatti riphanii nu eeggatu.
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.
Hafuurri lubbuu keenyaa kan Waaqayyo dibe, kiyyoo isaaniitiin qabame. Nu waan gaaddidduu isaa jala, Namoota Ormaa gidduu jiraannu seenee turre.
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.
Yaa Intala Edoom kan biyya Uuzi keessa jiraattu ati ililchi, gammadis. Garuu xoofoon sun siifis ni kennama; atis machooftee qullaa kee hafta.
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.
Intala Xiyoon adabamuun kee ni dhuma; inni bara boojiʼamuu keetii hin dheeressu. Garuu yaa Intala Edoom, inni cubbuu kee ni adabe; hammina kees ifatti baasa.

< Lamentations 4 >