Jeremiah 8
1 At that time, saith Jehovah, Shall the bones of the kings of Judah, and the bones of the princes, The bones of the priests, and the bones of the prophets, And the bones of the inhabitants of Jerusalem, Be cast forth from their graves;
In illo tempore, ait Dominus: Eiicient ossa regum Iuda, et ossa principum eius, et ossa sacerdotum, et ossa prophetarum, et ossa eorum, qui habitaverunt Ierusalem, de sepulchris suis:
2 And they shall be spread before the sun, and the moon, and all the host of heaven, Which they have loved, and which they have served, and after which they have walked; Which they have consulted and have worshipped; They shall not be gathered, nor be buried; They shall be as dung upon the face of the ground.
et expandent ea ad solem, et lunam, et omnem militiam caeli, quae dilexerunt, et quibus servierunt, et post quae ambulaverunt, et quae quaesierunt, et adoraverunt: non colligentur, et non sepelientur: in sterquilinium super faciem terrae erunt.
3 And death shall be chosen rather than life By all the residue of them that remain of this evil race, Which remain in all the places whither I have driver them, Saith Jehovah of hosts.
Et eligent magis mortem quam vitam omnes qui residui fuerint de cognatione hac pessima in universis locis, quae derelicta sunt, ad quae eieci eos, dicit Dominus exercituum.
4 Thou shalt also say to them, Thus saith Jehovah, Doth a man fall, and not rise again? Doth one turn aside from the way, and not return,
Et dices ad eos: Haec dicit Dominus: Numquid qui cadit, non resurget? et qui aversus est, non revertetur?
5 Why then hath this people, Why hath Jerusalem, completely revolted? They hold fast deceit; They refuse to return.
Quare ergo aversus est populus iste in Ierusalem aversione contentiosa? Apprehenderunt mendacium, et noluerunt reverti.
6 I have listened and heard, But they speak not aright; No one repenteth of his wickedness, Saying, “What have I done?” Every one runneth at full speed in his rebellion, As a horse rusheth to the battle.
Attendi, et auscultavi: nemo quod bonum est loquitur, nullus est qui agat poenitentiam super peccato suo, dicens: Quid feci? Omnes conversi sunt ad cursum suum, quasi equus impetu vadens ad praelium.
7 Even the stork in the heavens knoweth her times, And the turtle-dove and the swallow and the crane observe the season of their coming, But my people regard not the laws of Jehovah.
Milvus in caelo cognovit tempus suum: turtur, et hirundo, et ciconia custodierunt tempus adventus sui: populus autem meus non cognovit iudicium Domini.
8 How is it that ye say, “We are wise, We possess the law of Jehovah”? Behold, the false pen of the scribes Hath turned it into falsehood.
Quomodo dicitis: Sapientes nos sumus, et lex Domini nobiscum est? vere mendacium operatus est stylus mendax Scribarum.
9 The wise men shall be confounded; They shall be dismayed and ensnared; Behold, they have rejected the word of Jehovah, And what wisdom is there in them?
Confusi sunt sapientes, perterriti et capti sunt: verbum enim Domini proiecerunt, et sapientia nulla est in eis.
10 Therefore will I give their wives to others, And their fields to plunderers. For from the least of them even to the greatest, Every one is greedy of gain, Prophet and priest alike, Every one of them practiseth deceit.
Propterea dabo mulieres eorum exteris, agros eorum heredibus: quia a minimo usque ad maximum omnes avaritiam sequuntur: a propheta usque ad sacerdotem cuncti faciunt mendacium.
11 They heal the wound of my people slightly, Saying, Peace! peace! when there is no peace.
Et sanabant contritionem filiae populi mei ad ignominiam, dicentes: Pax, pax: cum non esset pax.
12 Are they ashamed, that they have done abominable things? Nay, they are not at all ashamed; They know not how to blush. Therefore shall they fall with them that fall; At the time when I punish them, They shall be cast down, saith Jehovah.
Confusi sunt quia abominationem fecerunt: quinimmo confusione non sunt confusi, et erubescere nescierunt: idcirco cadent inter corruentes, in tempore visitationis suae corruent, dicit Dominus.
13 I will utterly consume them, saith Jehovah; There shall be no grapes on the vine, Nor shall there be from the fig-tree; Even the leaf shall be withered; For I will send those that shall overrun them.
Congregans congregabo eos, ait Dominus: non est uva in vitibus, et non sunt ficus in ficulnea: folium defluxit: et dedi eis quae praetergressa sunt.
14 “Why do we remain here?” [[shall they say.]] “Assemble yourselves and let us go into the fortified cities. And let us there wait in silence! For Jehovah our God hath put us to silence, And given us the water of hemlock to drink, Because we have sinned against Jehovah.
Quare sedemus? convenite, et ingrediamur civitatem munitam, et sileamus ibi: quia Dominus Deus noster silere nos fecit, et potum dedit nobis aquam fellis: peccavimus enim Domino.
15 We look for peace, but no good cometh; For a time of deliverance, and behold, terror!”
Expectavimus pacem, et non erat bonum: tempus medelae, et ecce formido.
16 From Dan is heard the snorting of their horses, At the sound of the neighing of their steeds the whole land trembleth; They come and devour the land, and all that is in it; The city, and them that dwell therein.
A Dan auditus est fremitus equorum eius, a voce hinnituum pugnatorum eius commota est omnis terra. et venerunt, et devoraverunt terram, et plenitudinem eius: urbem et habitatores eius.
17 Behold I send against you serpents, Basilisks, which cannot be charmed, And they shall bite you, saith Jehovah.
Quia ecce ego mittam vobis serpentes regulos, quibus non est incantatio: et mordebunt vos, ait Dominus.
18 O where is consolation for my sorrow! My heart is faint within me.
dolor meus super dolorem, in me cor meum moerens.
19 Behold, the cry of the daughter of my people from a far country! “Is not Jehovah in Zion? Is her King there no more?” Why then have they provoked me by their graven images, And their foreign vanities?
Ecce vox clamoris filiae populi mei de terra longinqua: Numquid Dominus non est in Sion, aut rex eius non est in ea? Quare ergo me ad iracundiam concitaverunt in sculptilibus suis, et in vanitatibus alienis?
20 The harvest is passed, the summer is ended, And we are not delivered.
Transiit messis, finita est aestas, et nos salvati non sumus.
21 For the wound of the daughter of my people am I wounded; I mourn; amazement hath taken hold of me.
Super contritione filiae populi mei contritus sum, et contristatus, stupor obtinuit me.
22 Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then are not the wounds of my people healed?
Numquid resina non est in Galaad? aut medicus non est ibi? quare igitur non est obducta cicatrix filiae populi mei?
