Lamentations 4
1 How is dimmed the gold! changed the most fine gold! Poured out are the stones of the sanctuary, at the top of all the streets.
Kako je zlato postalo zatemnjeno! Kako se je najbolj čisto zlato spremenilo! Kamni svetišča so izliti na vrhu vsake ulice.
2 The precious sons of Zion, they who were weighed against pure gold, How are they accounted as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!
Dragoceni sionski sinovi, primerljivi čistemu zlatu, kako so cenjeni, kakor lončeni vrči, delo lončarjevih rok!
3 Even wild dogs, draw out the breast, give suck to their whelps—The daughter of my people, hath become cruel, like the ostriches in the desert.
Celo morske pošasti iztegnejo prsi, dajejo piti svojim mladičem. Hči mojega ljudstva je postala kruta, podobna nojem v divjini.
4 The tongue of the suckling, cleaveth to the roof of his mouth for thirst, —Young children, have asked bread, there was none, to break, it to them.
Jezik doječega otroka se zaradi žeje lepi na nebo njegovih ust. Mladi otroci prosijo kruha, pa jim ga noben človek ne nalomi.
5 They who used to eat delicacies, are deserted in the streets, —They who used to be carried on crimson, have embraced heaps of refuse.
Tisti, ki so se prefinjeno hranili, so zapuščeni na ulicah. Tisti, ki so bili vzgojeni v škrlatu, objemajo gnojišča.
6 And the punishment of the daughter of my people hath grown greater than the punishment of Sodom, —which was overthrown as in a moment, when no hands had been laid violently upon her.
Kajti kazen krivičnosti hčere mojega ljudstva je večja kakor kazen za greh Sódome, ki je bila v hipu zrušena in nobene roke se je niso dotaknile.
7 Purer were her Nazirites than snow, whiter were they than milk, —more ruddy, in body, than coral, A sapphire, was their beauty of form.
Njeni nazirci so bili čistejši od snega, bolj so bili beli kakor mleko, po telesu so bili bolj rdečkasti kakor rubini, njihova gladkost je bila [podobna] safirju.
8 Darker than a coal, is their visage, They are not known in the streets—Their skin shrivelleth on their bones, is withered, become like a stick.
Njihov videz je bolj črn kakor oglje; na ulicah niso prepoznavni. Njihova koža se lepi na njihove kosti; izsušena je, postala je kakor palica.
9 Better are the slain of the sword, than the slain of the famine, —for, these, pine away, stricken through, wanting the produce of the field.
Tisti, ki so umorjeni z mečem, so boljši kakor tisti, ki so umorjeni z lakoto, kajti ti hirajo, zadeti zaradi potrebe po poljskem sadu.
10 The hands of compassionate women, have cooked their own children, —they have served as nourishment to them, in the grievous injury of the daughter of my people.
Roke sočutnih žensk so kuhale svoje lastne otroke. Bili so njihova hrana v uničenju hčere mojega ljudstva.
11 Yahweh hath completed his indignation, hath poured out the glow of his anger; and hath kindled a fire in Zion, which hath devoured her foundations.
Gospod je dovršil svojo razjarjenost; izlil je svojo kruto jezo in prižgal ogenj na Sionu in ta je požrl njegove temelje.
12 Neither the kings of the earth, nor any of the inhabitants of the world, believed, that an adversary or an enemy, should enter, the gates of Jerusalem!
Kralji zemlje in vsi prebivalci zemeljskega [kroga] niso hoteli verjeti, da bosta nasprotnik in sovražnik vstopila v velika vrata Jeruzalema.
13 [It is] for the sins of her prophets, the iniquities of her priests, —who have been pouring out, in her midst, the blood of the righteous!
Zaradi grehov njenih prerokov in krivičnosti njenih duhovnikov, ki so prelivali kri pravičnih v njeni sredi,
14 They have wandered—blind—in the streets, have defiled themselves with blood; so that men may not touch their garments.
klatili so se kakor slepi možje po ulicah, oskrunili so se s krvjo, tako da se možje niso mogli dotakniti njihovih oblek.
15 Turn aside! Unclean! have they cried to them, Turn aside! Turn aside! Do not touch! because they have fled, yea, wandered, Men said among the nations, They will not again tarry;
Klicali so jim: »Odidite; to je nečisto; odidite, odidite, ne dotikajte se.« Ko so pobegnili in se potikali so med pogani govorili: »Nič več ne bodo začasno prebivali tam.
16 The face of Yahweh, hath scattered them, He will look them out no more: The persons of the priests, they have not respected, To the elders, have they shown no favour.
Gospodova jeza jih je razdelila; ne bo se več oziral nanje. Niso spoštovali oseb duhovnikov, niso bili naklonjeni starešinam.
17 Silly shall our eyes fail, for our help that is vain: In our watchtower, have we watched—for a nation that will not save.
Kar se tiče nas, so naše oči doslej odpovedovale zaradi naše prazne pomoči. V svojem oprezanju smo oprezali za narodom, ki nas ni mogel rešiti.
18 They have laid snares for our steps, that we cannot walk in our own broadways: Drawn near hath our end, Fulfilled are our days, yea arrived hath our end.
Lovijo naše korake, da ne moremo iti na svoje ulice. Naš konec je blizu, naši dnevi so izpolnjeni, kajti naš konec je prišel.
19 Swifter are our pursuers, than the eagles of the heavens, —Over the mountains, have they come hotly after us, In the wilderness, have they lain in wait for us.
Naši preganjalci so hitrejši kakor orli neba. Zasledovali so nas po gorah, na nas so prežali v divjini.
20 The fragrance of our nostrils, The Anointed of Yahweh, hath been captured in their pits, —of whom we had said—In his shade, shall we live among the nations.
Dih naših nosnic, Gospodov maziljenec, je bil odveden v njihove jame, o katerem smo rekli: »Pod njegovo senco bomo živeli med pogani.«
21 Rejoice and be glad, O daughter of Edom, thou inhabitress in the and of Uz, —Even unto thee, shall the cup pass along, thou shalt be drunken, and expose thy shame.
Razveseljuj se in bodi vesela, oh edómska hči, ki prebivaš v deželi Uc; prav tako bo čaša prešla k tebi. Opijanjena boš in razgalila se boš.
22 Completed is thy punishment, O daughter of Zion, He will no more carry thee away captive—He hath punished thine iniquity, O daughter of Edom, he hath stripped the veil from off thy sins.
Kazen tvoje krivičnosti je dovršena, oh hči sionska; nič več te ne bo odvedel v ujetništvo. Obiskal bo tvojo krivičnost, oh hči edómska; odkril bo tvoje grehe.
