Jeremiah 4
1 “If you return, O Israel,” A declaration of YHWH, “Return to Me, And if you turn aside Your abominations from My face, Then you do not bemoan.
Ja tu atgriezīsies, Israēl, saka Tas Kungs, pie Manis atgriezīsies, un ja tu savas negantības Manā priekšā atstāsi un neskraidīsi apkārt,
2 And you have sworn—YHWH lives, In truth, in judgment, and in righteousness, And nations have blessed themselves in Him, And they boast themselves in Him.”
Un ja tu zvērēsi: „tik tiešām kā Tas Kungs dzīvo!“Ar patiesību, ar tiesu un ar taisnību, tad tautas iekš viņa svētīsies un ar viņu lielīsies.
3 For thus said YHWH, To the man of Judah, and to Jerusalem: “Till for yourselves tillage, And do not sow to the thorns.
Jo tā saka Tas Kungs uz Jūda un Jeruzālemes vīriem: ariet sev jaunu zemi un nesējat ērkšķos.
4 Be circumcised to YHWH, And turn aside the foreskins of your heart, O man of Judah, and you inhabitants of Jerusalem, Lest My fury goes out as fire, and has burned, And there is none quenching, Because of the evil of your doings.”
Apgraizaties Tam Kungam un atņemat nost savas sirds priekšādu, Jūda vīri un Jeruzālemes iedzīvotāji, ka Mana bardzība neizšaujās kā uguns un nedeg, ka neviens nevar dzēst, jūsu nedarbu dēļ.
5 Declare in Judah, and sound in Jerusalem, and say: “Blow a horn in the land, Call, Fill up together, And say, Assemble yourselves and let us go into the fortified cities.
Sludinājiet Jūdā un Jeruzālemē, liekat to dzirdēt un stāstiet, bazūnējat ar bazūni tai zemē, sauciet ar pilnu muti un sakāt: sapulcinājaties un iesim stiprās pilsētās.
6 Lift up an ensign toward Zion, Strengthen yourselves, do not stand still, For I am bringing evil in from the north, And a great destruction.”
Paceļat karogu uz Ciānu, bēgat, nestāvat. Jo Es atvedu nelaimi no ziemeļa puses un lielu postu.
7 A lion has gone up from his thicket, And a destroyer of nations has journeyed, He has come forth from his place To make your land become a desolation, Your cities are laid waste, without inhabitant.
Lauva ceļas no sava biezuma, un tautu maitātājs nāk; viņš ir izgājis no savas vietas, tavu zemi darīt tukšu, lai tavas pilsētas top izpostītas, ka neviens tur vairs nedzīvo.
8 For this, gird on sackcloth, lament and howl, For the fierce anger of YHWH has not turned back from us.
Tādēļ apjoziet maisus, žēlojaties un kauciet, jo Tā Kunga bardzības karstums no mums neatstājās.
9 “And it has come to pass in that day,” A declaration of YHWH, “The heart of the king perishes, And the heart of the princes, And the priests have been astonished, And the prophets wonder.”
Tai dienā, saka Tas Kungs, iznīks ķēniņa sirds drošība un lielo kungu sirds drošība, un priesteri izbīsies, un pravieši iztrūcināsies.
10 And I say, “Aah! Lord YHWH, Surely you have entirely forgotten this people and Jerusalem, Saying, Peace is for you, And a sword has struck to the soul!”
Tad es sacīju: ak Kungs, Dievs! Patiesi, šiem ļaudīm un Jeruzālemei Tu esi ļāvis kļūt lielā viltū, ka sacīja: jums būs miers! Kur tomēr zobens sniedzās līdz pat dvēselei.
11 At that time it is said of this people, And of Jerusalem: “A dry wind of high places in the wilderness, The way of the daughter of My people (Not for winnowing, nor for cleansing),
Tanī laikā sacīs uz šiem ļaudīm un uz Jeruzālemi: sauss vējš nāk no augstiem tuksneša kalniem pret Manu tautu, ne vētīšanas, ne tīrīšanas pēc.
12 A full wind from these comes for Me, Now also, I speak judgments with them.”
Vējš Man nāks, kas stiprāks būs nekā viņi, tad arī Es nesīšu tiesu pret viņiem.
13 “Behold, he comes up as clouds, And his chariots as a windstorm, His horses have been lighter than eagles, Woe to us, for we have been spoiled.”
Redzi, viņš cēlās kā debesis, un viņa rati ir kā viesulis, viņa zirgi ir čaklāki nekā ērgļi, - ak vai, mums, jo mēs esam postā!
14 Wash evil from your heart, O Jerusalem, That you may be saved, Until when do you lodge in your heart Thoughts of your strength?
Mazgā savu sirdi no ļaunuma, Jeruzāleme, ka topi izglābta; cik ilgi tu savas nelietības domas glabāsi savā sirdī?
15 For a voice is declaring from Dan, And sounding sorrow from Mount Ephraim:
Jo balss sludina no Dana un ziņo bēdas no Efraīma kalniem.
16 “Make mention to the nations, Behold, sound to Jerusalem, Besiegers are coming from the far-off land, And they give forth their voice against cities of Judah.
Dariet pagāniem zināmu, redzi, sludinājiet par Jeruzālemi: sargi nāk no tālas zemes, un tie paceļ savu balsi pret Jūda pilsētām.
17 As the keepers of a field They have been against her all around, For she has been rebellious with Me,” A declaration of YHWH.
Kā sargi ap tīrumu, tā tie būs visapkārt pret viņu, tādēļ ka tā pret Mani cēlusies, saka Tas Kungs.
18 “Your way and your doings have done these to you, This [is] your distress, for [it is] bitter, For it has struck to your heart.”
Tavs ceļš un tavi nedarbi tev to padara; tā ir tava blēdība, kas tik rūgta, ka tā sniedzās līdz pat tavai sirdij.
19 My bowels, my bowels! I am pained [in] the walls of my heart, My heart makes a noise for me, I am not silent, For I have heard the voice of a horn, O my soul—a shout of battle!
Ak manas iekšas, manas iekšas! Kā bērnu sāpes man spiežas caur manu sirdi, mana sirds lec iekš manis, es nevaru klusu ciest, jo mana dvēsele dzird bazūnes skaņu un kara troksni.
20 Destruction on destruction is proclaimed, For all the land has been spoiled, My tents have suddenly been spoiled, In a moment—my curtains.
Posts pār postu tiek daudzināts. Jo visa zeme ir postīta, piepeši ir postīti mani dzīvokļi, acumirklī manas teltis.
21 Until when do I see an ensign? Do I hear the voice of a horn?
Cik ilgi jel man būs redzēt karogu, dzirdēt bazūnes skaņu?
22 “For My people [are] foolish, They have not known Me, They [are] foolish sons, Indeed, they [are] not intelligent, They [are] wise to do evil, And they have not known to do good.”
Tiešām, mani ļaudis ir traki un mani nepazīst; tie ir ģeķīgi bērni un neprātīgi. Tie gan ir gudri, ļaunu darīt, bet labu darīt tie nemāk.
23 I looked [to] the earth, and behold—formless and void, And to the heavens, and they [had] no light.
Es uzlūkoju zemi, un redzi, tā ir tumša un tukša, - un debesi, un viņai nav sava gaišuma.
24 I have looked [to] the mountains, And behold, they are trembling. And all the hills moved themselves lightly.
Es uzlūkoju kalnus, un redzi, tie dreb, un visi kalni trīc.
25 I have looked, and behold, man is not, And all birds of the heavens have fled.
Es lūkoju, un redzi, neviena cilvēka nav, un visi putni apakš debess ir aizskrējuši.
26 I have looked, and behold, The fruitful place [is] a wilderness, And all its cities have been broken down, Because of YHWH, Because of the fierceness of His anger.
Es lūkoju, un redzi, auglīgais lauks ir tuksnesis, un visas viņa pilsētas ir salauztas priekš Tā Kunga un priekš Viņa bardzības karstuma.
27 For thus said YHWH: “All the land is a desolation, but I do not make a completion.
Jo tā saka Tas Kungs: visa tā zeme būs postā, tomēr Es to neizpostīšu pavisam.
28 For this the earth mourns, And the heavens above have been black, Because I have spoken—I have purposed, And I have not relented, Nor do I turn back from it.
Tādēļ zeme bēdāsies, un debess augšām aptumšosies, jo Es to esmu runājis un apņēmies, un tas Man nebūs žēl, un no tā Es neatkāpšos.
29 From the voice of the horseman, And of him shooting with the bow, All the city is fleeing, They have come into thickets, And they have gone up on cliffs, All the city is forsaken, And there is no one dwelling in them.
Visas pilsētas bēgs no jātnieku un strēlnieku trokšņa, tie ies biezos mežos un kāps uz klints kalniem, visas pilsētas taps atstātas, un neviena nebūs, kas tur dzīvos.
30 And you, O spoiled one, what do you do? For you put on scarlet, For you adorn yourself [with] ornaments of gold. For you tear your eyes with pain, In vain you make yourself beautiful, Unhealthy ones have kicked against you, They seek your life.
Ko tu tad darīsi, tu postītā? Jebšu tu apģērbsies ar purpuru, jebšu tu izgreznosies ar zelta glītumu, jebšu tu savas acis darīsi jaukas, tad tu tomēr velti izgreznosies. Tie drauģeļi tevi apsmies, tie meklēs tavu dvēseli.
31 For I have heard a voice as of a travailing woman, Distress, as of one bringing forth a firstborn, The voice of the daughter of Zion, She laments herself, She spreads out her hands, Woe to me now, my soul is weary of slayers!”
Jo Es dzirdu kā dzemdētājas balsi, vaidēšanu, kā no tās, kas cieš pirmās bērnu sāpes, Ciānas meitas balsi; tā vaid un izpleš savas rokas: ak vai, man! Jo manu dvēseli nomāc slepkavas.
