Lamentations 5
1 Remember, Yahweh, what has happened to us; look and see our disgrace.
Rántí, Olúwa, ohun tí ó ṣẹlẹ̀ sí wa; wò ó, kí o sì rí ìtìjú wa.
2 Our inheritance has been turned over to strangers; our houses to foreigners.
Àwọn ohun ìní wa ti di ti àlejò, ilé wa ti di ti àjèjì.
3 We have become orphans, the fatherless, and our mothers are like widows.
Àwa ti di aláìní òbí àti aláìní baba, àwọn ìyá wa ti di opó.
4 We must pay silver for the water we drink, and we must pay silver to get our own wood.
A gbọdọ̀ ra omi tí à ń mu; igi wa di títà fún wa.
5 Those who are coming after us are close behind us; we are weary and we can find no rest.
Àwọn tí ó ń lé wa súnmọ́ wa; àárẹ̀ mú wa àwa kò sì rí ìsinmi.
6 We have given ourselves to Egypt and to Assyria to get enough food.
Àwa jọ̀wọ́ ara wa fún Ejibiti àti Asiria láti rí oúnjẹ tó tó jẹ.
7 Our fathers sinned, and they are no more, and we bear their iniquities.
Àwọn baba wa ti ṣẹ̀, wọn kò sì ṣí mọ́, àwa sì ń ru ìjìyà ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ wọn.
8 Slaves rule over us, and there is no one to deliver us from their hand.
Àwọn ẹrú ń jẹ ọba lórí wa, kò sì ṣí ẹni tí yóò gbà wá lọ́wọ́ wọn.
9 We get our bread only by risking our lives, because of the sword in the wilderness.
Àwa ń rí oúnjẹ wa nínú ewu ẹ̀mí wa nítorí idà tí ó wà ní aginjù.
10 Our skin has grown as hot as an oven because of the burning heat of hunger.
Ẹran-ara wa gbóná bí ààrò, ebi sì yó wa bí àárẹ̀.
11 Women are raped in Zion, and virgins in the cities of Judah.
Wọ́n ti fipá bá àwọn obìnrin wa lòpọ̀ ní Sioni, àti àwọn wúńdíá ti o wa ní ìlú Juda.
12 Princes are hung up by their own hands, and no honor is shown to the elders.
Àwọn ọmọ ọbakùnrin ti di síso sókè ní ọwọ́ wọn; kò sí ìbọ̀wọ̀ fún àgbàgbà mọ́.
13 Young men are forced to grind grain with a millstone, and boys stagger under heavy loads of wood.
Àwọn ọ̀dọ́mọkùnrin wa ru òkúta; àwọn ọmọkùnrin sì ń ṣàárẹ̀ lábẹ́ ẹrù igi.
14 The elders have left the city gate, and the young men have left their music.
Àwọn àgbàgbà ti lọ kúrò ní ẹnu-bodè ìlú; àwọn ọ̀dọ́mọkùnrin sì dákẹ́ orin wọn.
15 The joy of our heart has ceased and our dancing has turned into mourning.
Ayọ̀ ti ṣáko ní ọkàn wa; ọ̀fọ̀ sì ti dúró bí ijó fún wa.
16 The crown has fallen from our head; woe to us, for we have sinned!
Adé ti ṣí kúrò ní orí wa ègbé ni fún wa, nítorí a ti ṣẹ̀.
17 For this our heart has become sick, for these things our eyes grow dim
Nítorí èyí, àárẹ̀ mú ọkàn wa, nítorí èyí, ojú wa sì ṣú.
18 for Mount Zion lies desolate, with jackals prowling over it.
Fún òkè Sioni tí ó ti di ahoro lórí rẹ̀ àwọn kọ̀lọ̀kọ̀lọ̀ sì ń rìn kiri.
19 But you, Yahweh, reign forever, and you will sit upon your throne from generation to generation.
Ìwọ, Olúwa, jẹ ọba títí láé; ìjọba rẹ dúró láti ìran kan dé ìran mìíràn.
20 Why do you forget us forever? Why do you forsake us for so many days?
Kí ló dé tí o ń gbàgbé wa ní gbogbo ìgbà? Kí ló dé tí o fi kọ̀ wá sílẹ̀ fún ọjọ́ pípẹ́?
21 Restore us to yourself, Yahweh, and we will be restored. Renew our days as they were long ago—
Mú wa padà sí ọ̀dọ̀ rẹ, Olúwa, kí àwa kí ó le padà; mú ọjọ́ wa di tuntun bí ìgbàanì,
22 unless you have utterly rejected us and you are angry with us beyond measure.
àyàfi tí o bá ti kọ̀ wá sílẹ̀ pátápátá tí ìbínú rẹ sí wa sì kọjá ìwọ̀n.
