Lamentations 2
1 How could My Lord, in his anger, enshroud in gloom, the daughter of Zion? have cast from the heavens to the earth, the beauty of Israel? and not have remembered his footstool, in the day of his anger?
Balae tih ka Boeipa loh Zion nu te a thintoek neh a yaal thil? Israel kah a boeimang khaw vaan lamloh diklai la a voeih pah coeng. Te dongah a kho kah khotloeng pataeng a thintoek hnin ah a poek moenih.
2 My Lord hath swallowed up—without pity—all the pastures of Jacob, hath laid waste—in his indignation—the strongholds of the daughter of Judah, hath brought them down to the ground, —hath profaned the kingdom, and the princes thereof.
Ka Boeipa loh a dolh phoeiah Jakob toitlim boeih te lungma a ti moenih. A thinpom neh Judah nu kah hmuencak khaw a koengloeng pah. A ram neh a mangpa te diklai la a khueh pah tih a poeih pah.
3 He hath broken off—in the glow of his anger—the whole horn of Israel, hath turned back his right hand, from the face of the foe, —and hath kindled against Jacob, a very fire of flame, devouring round about.
Thintoek thinling ah Israel ki khaw boeih a ngun sak. A thunkha mikhmuh ah a hnuk la bantang kut a maelh vaengah Jakob dongah hmaisai hmai bangla a dom tih a kaepvai a hlawp pah.
4 He hath trodden his bow like a foe, his right hand erect as an adversary, and hath slain all them who delighted the eye, —In the home of the daughter of Zion, hath he poured out, as fire, his indignation.
Thunkha bangla a lii a phuk tih rhal bangla amah bantang ah pai. A mik ah ngailaemnah boeih te a ngawn tih Zion nu kah dap ah hmai bangla kosi a hawk pah.
5 My Lord hath become like a foe, hath swallowed up Israel, hath swallowed up all her castles, ruined his strongholds, —and hath caused to abound, in the daughter of Judah, lamentation and mourning.
Ka Boeipa he thunkha bangla om. Israel a dolh tih a impuei boeih khaw a dolh pah. A hmuencak a phae pah tih Judah nu kah rhahdueknah neh ngueknah a ping sak.
6 Thus hath he destroyed, like a garden, his pavilion, hath laid waste his place of assembly, —Yahweh, hath caused to be forgotten, in Zion, the appointed assembly and the sabbath, and hath spurned, in the indignation of his anger, the king and the priest.
A po te dum bangla a hlaih tih a tingtunnah khaw a phae pah. BOEIPA loh Zion kah khoning neh Sabbath khaw a hnilh sak. A thintoek neh kosi dongah manghai neh khosoih khaw a tlaitlaek.
7 My Lord hath rejected his altar, hath abhorred his sanctuary, hath delivered, into the hand of the foe, the walls of her castles, —A voice, have they uttered in the house of Yahweh, as on the day of an appointed assembly.
Ka Boeipa loh a hmueihtuk a hlahpham tih a rhokso khaw a hai coeng. Impuei vongtung khaw thunkha kut ah a det. Te dongah tingtunnah khohnin bangla BOEIPA im ah ol a huel uh.
8 Yahweh hath devised to lay in ruins, the wall of the daughter of Zion, he hath stretched out a line, he hath not turned back his hand from swallowing up, —Thus hath he caused to mourn—rampart and wall, together, have they languished!
BOEIPA loh Zion nu kah vongtung phae ham a moeh rhilam a toe coeng. A dolh lamloh a kut poem pawt tih rhalmahvong khaw a nguekcoi sak dongah vongtung khaw rhenten tahah.
9 Her gates, have sunk in the earth, He hath destroyed and broken in pieces, her bars, —Her king and her princes, are among the nations, There is no instruction, Even her prophets, have found no vision, from Yahweh.
A vongka te diklai la buek tih muelh. A thohkalh khaw tlawt coeng. A manghai neh a mangpa rhoek khaw namtom taengah om. Olkhueng khaw tal tih a tonghma rhoek loh BOEIPA lamkah a mangthui te hmu uh pawh.
10 Seated on the ground, in silence, are the elders of the daughter of Zion, They have lifted up dust on their head, have girded themselves with sackcloth, —Bowed down to the ground is the head, of the virgins of Jerusalem.
Zion nu patong loh diklai ah ngol uh tih ngam uh. A lu ah laipi a phul uh tih tlamhni a vah uh. Jerusalem rhoek oila loh a lu te diklai la a buluk uh.
11 Blinded with tears are mine eyes, In ferment is my body, Poured out to the earth is my grief, for the sore hurt of the daughter of my people, —when child and suckling are swooning, in the broadways of the city.
Mikphi lamloh ka mik thana coeng. Ka pilnam nu kah pocinah, khorha toltung ah camoe neh cahni kah a rhae dongah ka ko he noong tih ka thin khaw diklai la a kingling.
12 To their mothers, they keep saying, Where are corn and wine? Swooning off, like one thrust through, in the broadways of the city, pouring out their life into the bosom of their mothers.
A manu rhoek taengah tah, “Cangpai neh misurtui ta?” a tiuh. Khopuei toltung ah rhok bangla rhae uh tih a hinglu te a manu kah rhang dongah a kingling uh.
13 How shall I solemnly admonish thee? What shall I liken to thee, thou daughter of Jerusalem? What shall I compare with thee, that I may comfort thee, thou virgin, daughter of Zion? for, great as the sea, is thy grievous injury, Who can heal thee?
Jerusalem nu nang te metlam kang hih eh? Nang taengah metlam kan lutlat eh? Nang taengah ba nen lae ka tluk eh? Zion nu oila nang kan hloep ham akhaw na pocinah loh tuitunli bangla len tih unim nang aka hoeih sak ve.
14 Thy prophets, have had visions for thee, false and foolish, and have not unveiled thine iniquity, to turn back thy captivity, —Yea they have had visions for thee, oracles of falsehood, and enticements!
Na tonghma rhoek loh nang ham a poeyoek neh a rhorhap ni a hmuh uh. Na thongtlak kawng dongah thongtla la na mael ham vaengah nang kathaesainah te a phoe uh moenih. Nang ham a poeyoek neh vuelvaeknah kah olrhuh ni a hmuh.
15 All passing by, have clapped, over thee, their hands, have hissed and wagged their head over the daughter of Jerusalem, —[saying], Is, this, the city, of which men used to say—The perfection of beauty! A joy to the whole earth!
Longpuei kah aka cet boeih loh nang taengah kut a paeng uh tih kut a ving uh. Jerusalem nu nang taengah a lu a huen uh tih, “He khopuei tah Diklai pum kah omthennah sakthen rhuemtuet dae la nama?” a ti uh.
16 All thy foes, have opened wide, over thee their mouth, They have hissed, and gnashed their teeth, They have said—We have swallowed [her] up! Surely, this, is the day for which we have waited, We have found! We have seen!
Na thunkha boeih loh nang taengah a ka a ang uh tih hlip uh. No a tah uh tih, “N'dolh coeng, he khohnin he n'lamtawn bangla n'dang uh tih m'hmuh uh.
17 Yahweh hath done what he thought, hath carried out his word, wherewith he gave charge in the days of old, hath thrown down, and not spared, —Thus hath he let the enemy rejoice over thee, hath raised high the horn of thine adversaries.
A olthui neh aka mueluem kah a mangtaeng te BOEIPA loh a saii. Hlamat kum lamloh a uen te a koengloeng coeng. Tedae lungma ti pawt dongah na rhal kah ki te a pomsang tih thunkha loh nang soah ko a khah.
18 Their heart, hath made outcry, unto My Lord, —O wall of the daughter of Zion—Let tears run down as a torrent day and night, Do not give thyself relief, Let not the weeping of thine eye cease!
A lungbuei tah ka Boeipa taengah pang. Zion nu vongtung aw, mikphi te soklong bangla suntla saeh. Namah te khoyin khothaih ah hilsangnah khueh boeh. Na mik mikhlang khaw ngam sak boeh.
19 Arise, cry out in the night, At the beginning of the watches, pour out, like waters, thy heart, right before the face of My Lord, —Lift up, above thee, the palms of thy hands, for the life of thy children, who are swooning for hunger, at the top of all the streets!
Khoyin khoyin ah thoo lamtah tamhoe laeh. Hlaemhmah pukthung ah na lungbuei te ka Boeipa mikhmuh ah tui bangla bueih. Longpuei takuem kah longrhai ah khokha lamloh aka rhae na camoe rhoek kah hinglu ham khaw amah taengah na kut phuel lah.
20 See, O Yahweh, and do consider, to whom thou hast acted thus severely, —Will women, devour, their own fruit—the children they have dandled? Shall priest and prophet, be slain in the sanctuary of My Lord?
BOEIPA aw u taengah na poelyoe khaw so lamtah paelki. Huta loh amah thaihtae camoe hnatuem te ca tangkhuet saeh a? Ka Boeipa kah rhokso ah khosoih neh tonghma te ngawn saeh a?
21 Youth and elder, have lain down on the ground in the streets, My virgins and my young men, have fallen by the sword, —Thou hast slain, in the day of thine anger, Thou hast slaughtered, hast not spared!
Camoe patong loh tollong diklai dongah yalh uh. Ka oila rhoek neh ka tongpang rhoek khaw cunghang dongah cungku uh. Na thintoek hnin kah na ngawn tih lungma na ti kolla na ngawn.
22 Wilt thou proclaim, like the day of an appointed meeting—My terrors round about? when there was not—in the day of the anger of Yahweh—fugitive or survivor, —Those whom I dandled and reared, my foe hath destroyed.
Tingtunnah khohnin bangla ka rhihnah te ka kaepvai ah na hueh. BOEIPA kah thintoek khohnin ah hlangyong neh rhaengnaeng om pawh. Ka poeh tih ka pom te ka thunkha loh a khah coeng.
