< Lamentations 1 >

1 [ALEPH-BET] How she has sat alone, The city abounding with people! She has been as a widow, The mighty among nations! Princes among provinces, She has become tributary!
Kor sit ho då so einsleg, borgi den folkerike! Ho er vorti som ei enkja. Ho den velduge millom folki, fyrstinna millom byarne er trælkvinna vorti.
2 She weeps severely in the night, And her tear [is] on her cheeks, There is no comforter for her out of all her lovers, All her friends dealt treacherously by her, They have been to her for enemies.
Ho græt so sårt um natti, og hennar tåror trillar på kinn. Ho hev ingen trøystar millom alle sine elskarar. Alle hennar vener hev svike henne, dei er vortne hennar fiendar.
3 Removed has Judah because of affliction, And because of the abundance of her service; She has dwelt among nations, She has not found rest, All her pursuers have overtaken her between the straits.
Land laut Juda fly, utor trengsla og stor træling. Ho bur millom folki, finn ingen kvildarstad. Alle hennar forfylgjarar nådde henne på trongstigarne.
4 The ways of Zion are mourning, Without any coming at the appointed time, All her gates are desolate, her priests sigh, Her virgins are afflicted—and she has bitterness.
Vegarne til Sion syrgjer av di ingen kjem til høgtiderne. Alle hennar portar er aude, hennar prestar sukkar. Hennar ungmøyar er sorgtyngde, og for henne sjølv er det beiskt.
5 Her adversaries have become chief, Her enemies have been at ease, For YHWH has afflicted her, For the abundance of her transgressions, Her infants have gone captive before the adversary.
Hennar uvener er vortne dei fremste, hennar fiendar er velnøgde. For Herren hev lagt sorgi på henne for hennar mange misgjerningar skuld. Hennar småborn for fangar burt framfor fiendens åsyn.
6 And all her honor goes out from the daughter of Zion, Her princes have been as harts—They have not found pasture, And they go powerless before a pursuer.
So hev kvorve for Sions dotter all hennar pryda. Hennar hovdingar vart som hjortar som ikkje finn beite, og magtstolne gjekk dei der for forfylgjarens åsyn.
7 Jerusalem has remembered [In] the days of her affliction and her mournings, all her desirable things that were from the days of old, In the falling of her people into the hand of an adversary, And she has no helper; Adversaries have seen her, They have laughed at her cessation.
Og i sin vesaldoms dagar, med ho flakkar ikring, kjem Jerusalem i hug sine hugnads-ting, som ho hadde i forne dagar. Då hennar folk fall i fiendehand, og ingen hjelpte henne, då såg fiendarne henne; dei log åt hennar tjon.
8 A sin has Jerusalem sinned, Therefore she has become impure, All who honored her have esteemed her lightly, For they have seen her nakedness, Indeed, she herself has sighed and turns backward.
Storleg hev Jerusalem synda, difor hev ho vorte eit styggje. Alle dei som æra henne, vanvyrder henne, for dei såg hennar skam. Ja, ho sjølv sukka og snudde seg ifrå.
9 Her uncleanness [is] in her skirts, She has not remembered her latter end, And she comes down wonderfully, There is no comforter for her. See, O YHWH, my affliction, For an enemy has exerted himself.
Utsulka er hennar klæde av hennar ureinska; ho tenkte ikkje på endelykti. Hennar fall var reint som eit under; ingen trøysta henne. Sjå, Herre, min stakarsdom, for fienden gjer seg stor.
10 His hand has spread out an adversary On all her desirable things, For she has seen—Nations have entered her sanctuary, Concerning which You commanded, “They do not come into the assembly to you.”
Si hand rette fienden ut etter alle hennar hugnads-ting; ja, ho såg heidningar koma inn i hennar heilagdom, dei som var forbodne å koma i di samling.
11 All her people are sighing—seeking bread, They have given their desirable things For food to refresh the body; See, O YHWH, and behold attentively, For I have been lightly esteemed.
Alt hennar folk sukkar med dei vil finna seg brød; dei gjev sine hugnads-ting for mat til å kveikja sjæli. Sjå, Herre, og skoda etter! for eg hev vorti svivyrd.
12 [Is it] nothing to you, all you passing by the way? Look attentively, and see, If there is any pain like my pain, That He is rolling to me? Whom YHWH has afflicted In the day of the fierceness of His anger.
Tek det dykk ikkje, alle de som fer vegen framum? Skoda etter og sjå, um ein lagnad var so tung som min - den sorgi Herren hev etla meg på sin brennande vreide-dag.
13 From above He has sent fire into my bone, And it subdues it, He has spread a net for my feet, He has turned me backward, He has made me desolate—all the day sick.
Frå høgdi sende han eld i mine bein og trakka deim sund. Han breidde ut eit garn for mine føter, han støytte meg undan, han gjorde meg aud, sjuk all dagen.
14 Bound has been the yoke of my transgressions by His hand, They are wrapped together, They have gone up on my neck, He has caused my power to stumble, The Lord has given me into hands, I am not able to rise.
Mitt synde-ok batt han saman med si hand; ihopknytt er det lagt på min hals - tok magti ifrå meg. Herren hev gjeve meg i henderne på deim eg ikkje kann standa meg for.
15 The Lord has trodden down all my mighty ones in my midst, He proclaimed an appointed time against me, To destroy my young men, The Lord has trodden a winepress, To the virgin daughter of Judah.
Herren agta for inkje alle dei velduge hjå meg; han hev kalla i hop ei samling mot meg til å krasa mine gutar. Herren trødde vinpersa for møyi dotteri Juda.
16 For these I am weeping, My eye, my eye, is running down with waters, For a comforter has been far from me, Refreshing my soul, My sons have been desolate, For mighty has been an enemy.
Yver dette græt eg; mitt auga, mitt auga let tårorne renna; langt burte frå meg er trøystaren som skulde kveikja mi sjæl. Mine born er tynte, for fienden vart den sterkaste.
17 Zion has spread forth her hands, There is no comforter for her, YHWH has charged concerning Jacob, His neighbors [are] his adversaries, Jerusalem has become impure among them.
Sion retter ut sine hender; ingen trøystar hev ho. Herren baud ut imot Jakob hans fiendar rundt ikring; Jerusalem byd deim imot som eitkvart ureint.
18 YHWH is righteous, For I have provoked His mouth. Now hear, all you peoples, and see my pain, My virgins and my young men have gone into captivity.
Rettferdig er han, Herren; for eg gjorde meg hard mot hans munns ord. Høyr no, alle folk, og sjå min tunge lagnad; mine møyar og gutar for fangar burt.
19 I called for my lovers, they have deceived me, My priests and my elderly have expired in the city; When they have sought food for themselves, Then they give back their soul.
Eg kalla på mine elskarar; dei sveik meg. Mine prestar og styresmenner let livet i byen, med dei leita etter mat til å metta seg med.
20 See, O YHWH, for distress [is] to me, My bowels have been troubled, My heart has been turned in my midst, For I have greatly provoked, From outside the sword has bereaved, In the house [it is] as death.
Sjå, Herre, eg er i trengsla! Det syd inni bringa og barm, hjarta snur seg i mitt brjost, for eg var so tråssug. Ute hev sverdet gjort meg barnlaus, inne er det som dauden.
21 They have heard that I have sighed, There is no comforter for me, All my enemies have heard of my calamity, They have rejoiced that You have done [it], You have brought in the day You have called, And they are like to me.
Dei høyrde kor eg sukka, eg; åt meg var der ingen trøystar. Alle mine fiendar høyrde um mi ulukka; dei gledde seg yver at du hadde gjort det. Men du let koma ein dag du hev forkynt; og då skal dei verta som eg.
22 All their evil comes in before You, And one is doing to them as You have done to me, For all my transgressions, For many [are] my sighs, and my heart [is] sick!
Lat all deira vondskap koma for di åsyn, og gjer mot deim som du hev gjort mot meg for alle mine synder skuld. For mine sukkar er mange, og hjarta mitt er sjukt.

< Lamentations 1 >