Jeremiah 10
1 Hear ye the word which Yahweh hath spoken unto you, O house of Israel: —
Audite verbum, quod locutus est Dominus super vos domus Israel.
2 Thus, saith Yahweh—Unto the way of the nations, become not ye accustomed, Nor at the signs of the heavens, be ye dismayed, —Because the nations are dismayed at them.
Hæc dicit Dominus: Iuxta vias Gentium nolite discere: et a signis cæli nolite metuere, quæ timent Gentes:
3 For as for the prescribed customs of the peoples, vanity, they are, —For a tree out of the forest, one cutteth down, Work for the hands of a skilled workman with the axe:
quia leges populorum vanæ sunt: quia lignum de saltu præcidit opus manus artificis in ascia.
4 With silver and with gold, he decketh it, —With nails and with hammers, they fasten them, that it may not totter.
Argento, et auro decoravit illud: clavis et malleis compegit, ut non dissolvatur.
5 Mere palm-trunks turned, they are and cannot speak, They must needs be, carried, for they cannot take a step, Be not afraid of them, for they cannot do harm, And even to do good, is not in their power.
In similitudinem palmæ fabricata sunt, et non loquentur: portata tollentur, quia incedere non valent. Nolite ergo timere ea, quia nec male possunt facere, nec bene.
6 None, there is, like unto thee, O Yahweh, —Great, art, thou, And, great, is thy Name, for might.
Non est similis tui Domine: magnus es tu, et magnum nomen tuum in fortitudine.
7 Who would not revere thee, O King of nations? For, thee, doth it beseem; Forasmuch as among all the wise men of the nations And throughout all their royal estate, None, there is like unto thee.
Quis non timebit te, O Rex gentium? Tuum est enim decus: inter cunctos sapientes Gentium, et in universis regnis eorum nullus est similis tui.
8 But at once, do they become brutish and stupid, —An example of utmost vanity, is, a tree!
Pariter insipientes et fatui probabuntur: doctrina vanitatis eorum lignum est.
9 Silver spread into plates, from Tarshish is brought, And gold, from Uphaz, Work for the craftsman and for the hands of the smith, —Blue and purple, is their clothing, Work for the skilled, are they all.
Argentum involutum de Tharsis affertur, et aurum de Ophaz: opus artificis, et manus ærarii, hyacinthus et purpura indumentum eorum. Opus artificum universa hæc.
10 But, Yahweh, is God in truth, He, is a God that, liveth, And a King of times age-abiding, —At his anger, quaketh the earth, And nations cannot endure his wrath.
Dominus autem Deus verus est: ipse Deus vivens, et Rex sempiternus. Ab indignatione eius commovebitur terra: et non sustinebunt Gentes comminationem eius.
11 Thus, shall ye say unto them, The gods that made not the heavens, And the earth, Shall perish out of the earth, And from under these heavens!
Sic ergo dicetis eis: dii, qui cælos et terram non fecerunt, pereant de terra, et de his, quæ sub cælo sunt.
12 He that made the earth by his power, That established the world by his wisdom, —And by his understanding stretched out the heavens,
Qui facit terram in fortitudine sua, præparat orbem in sapientia sua, et prudentia sua extendit cælos.
13 At the voice that he uttered, there was a tumult of waters in the heavens, And he caused vapours to ascend from the ends of the earth, —The lightnings for rain, he made, And brought forth wind out of his treasuries.
Ad vocem suam dat multitudinem aquarum in cælo, et elevat nebulas ab extremitatibus terræ: fulgura in pluviam facit, et educit ventum de thesauris suis.
14 Every son of earth hath become too brutish to discern, Every goldsmith, hath been put to shame by a graven image, —For a falsehood, is his molten image, Seeing there is no breath in them.
Stultus factus est omnis homo a scientia, confusus est artifex omnis in sculptili: quoniam falsum est quod conflavit, et non est spiritus in eis.
15 Vanity, they are, the handiwork of mockeries, —In the time of their visitation, shall they perish.
Vana sunt, et opus risu dignum: in tempore visitationis suæ peribunt.
16 Not like these, is the portion of Jacob, For the fashioner of all things, is, he, And, Israel, is his inherited sceptre, —Yahweh of hosts, is his name.
Non est his similis pars Iacob: qui enim formavit omnia, ipse est: et Israel virga hereditatis eius: Dominus exercituum nomen illi.
17 Fold up, from the ground thy travelling carpet, —O inhabitress of the fortress;
Congrega de terra confusionem tuam, quæ habitas in obsidione:
18 For, thus, saith Yahweh, Behold me! slinging out the inhabitants of the land at this throw, —And I will distress them that they may discover it.
Quia hæc dicit Dominus: Ecce ego longe proiiciam habitatores terræ in hac vice: et tribulabo eos ita ut inveniantur.
19 Woe to me! for my grievous injury, Severe, is my wound, —But, I, said, Verily, this, is an affliction and I must bear it:
Væ mihi super contritione mea, pessima plaga mea. Ego autem dixi: Plane hæc infirmitas mea est, et portabo illam.
20 My tent, is laid waste, And all my tent-cords, are broken, —My children, are gone forth from me and they, are not. There is none, To stretch out any more my tent, Or to set up my curtains.
Tabernaculum meum vastatum est, omnes funiculi mei dirupti sunt, filii mei exierunt a me, et non subsistunt: non est qui extendat ultra tentorium meum, et erigat pelles meas.
21 For the shepherds, have become brutish, And Yahweh, have they not sought, —For this cause, have they not prospered, And, all their flock, is scattered.
Quia stulte egerunt pastores, et Dominum non quæsierunt: propterea non intellexerunt, et omnis grex eorum dispersus est.
22 The noise of a rumour! lo it hath come! Even a great commotion out of the land of the North, —To make the cities of Judah, A desolation, A den of jackals.
Vox auditionis ecce venit, et commotio magna de terra Aquilonis: ut ponat civitates Iuda solitudinem, et habitaculum draconum.
23 I know O Yahweh, That not to a son of earth, pertaineth his own path, —Not, to the man who walketh, also to direct his own steps.
Scio Domine quia non est hominis via eius: nec viri est ut ambulet, et dirigat gressus suos.
24 Chastise me, O Yahweh But yet in measure, —Not in thine anger, lest thou make me few.
Corripe me Domine, verumtamen in iudicio: et non in furore tuo, ne forte ad nihilum redigas me.
25 Pour out thy wrath—Upon the nations that know thee not, and Upon the families that, upon thy Name, have not called, —For they have devoured Jacob Yea they have devoured him and consumed him, And, his habitation, have they made desolate.
Effunde indignationem tuam super Gentes, quæ non cognoverunt te, et super provincias, quæ nomen tuum non invocaverunt: quia comederunt Iacob, et devoraverunt eum, et consumpserunt illum, et decus eius dissipaverunt.
