Lamentations 4
1 [ALEPH-BET] How the gold has become dim, Changed the best—the pure gold! Stones of the sanctuary are poured out At the head of all out-places.
Kor vert då gullet skjemt, det finaste gullet brigda, dei heilage steinarne strådde på kvart eit gatemot!
2 The precious sons of Zion, Who are comparable with fine gold, How they have been reckoned earthen bottles, Work of the hands of a potter.
Sions søner, dei dyrverdige, gjæve som skire gullet, kor er dei då haldne jamgode med leirkrukkor, med eit verk av krusmakar-hender!
3 Even dragons have drawn out the breast, They have suckled their young ones, The daughter of my people has become cruel, Like the ostriches in a wilderness.
Jamvel sjakalarne held fram juret, so ungarne fær suga - Sions dotter heldt seg hard; ho likjest på strussen i øydemarki.
4 The tongue of a suckling has cleaved to his palate with thirst, Infants asked for bread, they have no dealer [of it] out.
Sogbarns-tunga kleimer seg til gomarne av torste; småborni bed um brød, men ingen etlar deim noko.
5 Those eating of delicacies have been desolate in out-places, Those supported on scarlet have embraced dunghills.
Dei som fyrr åt forkunnmat, ormegtast no på gatorne; dei som vart borne på skarlak, lyt no liggja i møk.
6 And greater is the iniquity of the daughter of my people, Than the sin of Sodom, That was overturned as [in] a moment, And no hands were stayed on her.
Større vart soleis syndeskuldi til mitt folks dotter større enn syndi til Sodoma, som vart søkkt i jordi ein augneblink, utan at hender hjelpte til.
7 Purer were her Nazarites than snow, Whiter than milk, ruddier of body than rubies, Of sapphire their form.
Hovdingarne hennar var reinare enn snø, kvitare enn mjølk, raudare i holdet enn korallar; som safir såg dei ut.
8 Their face has been darker than blackness, They have not been known in out-places, Their skin has cleaved to their bone, It has withered—it has been as wood.
Myrkare enn svart er dei vortne å sjå til, ein kann ikkje kjenna deim att på gata; dei er vortne berre skinn og bein, hudi deira skrukkast som næver på tre.
9 Better have been the pierced of a sword Than the pierced of famine, For these flow away, pierced through, Without the increase of the field.
Det var betre for deim som fall for sverd, enn for deim som fall for svolten, deim som talmast av og var tynte av brødløysa.
10 The hands of merciful women have boiled their own children, They have been for food to them, In the destruction of the daughter of my people.
Hjartemilde kvende koka sjølve sine eigne born; dei hadde deim til mat, då mitt folks dotter vart tynt.
11 YHWH has completed His fury, He has poured out the fierceness of His anger, And He kindles a fire in Zion, And it devours her foundations.
Herren tømde ut sin harm, auste ut sin brennande vreide; i Sion kveikte han eld og snøydde til grunnen.
12 The kings of earth did not believe, And any of the inhabitants of the world, That an adversary and enemy would come Into the gates of Jerusalem.
Ingen konge på jord kunde tru, ingen i all verdi kunde tenkja at motstandar og fiend’ skulde koma inn i Jerusalems portar.
13 Because of the sins of her prophets, The iniquities of her priests, Who are shedding in her midst the blood of the righteous,
Men det hende like vel, for hennar profetar hadde synda, hennar prestar var illgjerningsmenner, dei rende ut blod av rettferdige hjå henne.
14 They have wandered naked in out-places, They have been defiled with blood, Without [any] being able to touch their clothing,
Dei for og vildra i gatorne som blinde, sulka med blod, so ein ikkje kunde taka i klædi deira.
15 “Turn aside—unclean,” they called to them, “Turn aside, turn aside, do not touch,” For they fled—indeed, they have wandered, They have said among nations: “They do not add to sojourn.”
«Hav dykk undan! Urein!» ropa folket framfyre deim; «hav dykk undan, hav dykk undan! kom ikkje burti!» Når dei flydde og vadra ikring, vart det sagt millom folki: «Her fær dei ikkje vera lenger.»
16 The face of YHWH has divided them, He does not add to behold them, They have not lifted up the face of priests, They have not favored [the] old and elderly.
Herrens åsyn hev spreidt deim ikring, han ser ikkje lenger til deim. Prestar vyrder dei ikkje, gamle miskunnar dei ikkje.
17 While we exist—consumed are our eyes for our vain help, In our watchtower we have watched for a nation [that] does not save.
Endå stirer våre augo etter hjelp, men til fåfengs. Frå vårt vakttårn einstirde me etter eit folk som ikkje kann hjelpa.
18 They have hunted our steps from going in our broad-places, Near has been our end, fulfilled our days, For our end has come.
Dei lurer på våre stig, so me ikkje kann ganga på våre gator. Det er nær innpå enden med oss, våre dager er ute, ja, vår ende er komen.
19 Swifter have been our pursuers, Than the eagles of the heavens, On the mountains they have burned [after] us, In the wilderness they have laid wait for us.
Våre forfylgjarar var snarare enn himmelens ørnar; burtetter fjelli elte dei oss, i øydemarki lurde dei på oss.
20 The breath of our nostrils—the anointed of YHWH, Has been captured in their pits, of whom we said: “We live among nations in his shadow.”
Vår livsande, den Herren salva, vart fanga i deira løyngraver, han som me sagde dette um: «I hans livd skal me leva millom folki.»
21 Rejoice and be glad, O daughter of Edom, Dwelling in the land of Uz, Even to you a cup passes over, You are drunk, and make yourself naked.
Fagna og gled deg, du Edoms dotter, du som bur i Us-landet! Du og skal drikka same skåli, du skal verta drukki og nækja deg.
22 Completed [is] your iniquity, daughter of Zion, He does not add to remove you, He has inspected your iniquity, O daughter of Edom, He has removed [you] because of your sins!
Di misgjerd er ende, Sions dotter. Han vil ikkje gjera deg utlæg att. Di misgjerd vil han heimsøkja, Edoms dotter, gjera synberre dine synder.
