Lamentations 2
1 How hath the Lord covered the daughter of Zion with a cloud in his anger, and cast down from heaven to the earth the beauty of Israel, and remembered not his footstool in the day of his anger!
Lee ka Onyenwe anyị si jiri igwe ojii nke iwe ya kpuchie ada Zayọn! O sitela nʼeluigwe tụda ịma mma Izrel nʼala, o chetakwaghị ebe mgbakwasị ụkwụ ya, nʼụbọchị iwe ya.
2 The Lord hath swallowed up all the habitations of Jacob, and hath not pitied: he hath thrown down in his wrath the strong holds of the daughter of Judah; he hath brought them down to the ground: he hath polluted the kingdom and its princes.
Onyenwe anyị elodala ebe obibi niile nke Jekọb; na-enweghịkwa ọmịiko nʼebe ọ nọ. O sitela nʼoke iwe ya dọdasịa ebe niile e wusiri ike nke ada Juda. Ọ wedala alaeze ya na ndị ụmụ eze ya nʼala, mee ka ha gharakwa ị nwee nsọpụrụ.
3 He hath cut off in his fierce anger all the horn of Israel: he hath drawn back his right hand from before the enemy, and he burned against Jacob like a flaming fire, which devoureth on every side.
O sitela nʼoke iwe ya bipụ ike niile Izrel nwere. O seghachiri aka nri ya, mgbe ndị iro ha na-abịa nso. O nwukwara dịka ọkụ na-enwusi ike nʼetiti Jekọb; si otu a rechapụ ihe niile dị gburugburu ya.
4 He hath bent his bow like an enemy: he stood with his right hand as an adversary, and slew all that were pleasant to the eye in the tabernacle of the daughter of Zion: he poured out his fury like fire.
O kweela ụta ya, jide ya nʼaka nri ya, dịka onye iro. Dịka onye iro kwa o gbuola ndị ahụ niile mara mma ile anya; ọ wụpụla iwe ya, dịka ọ bụ ọkụ, nʼelu ụlọ ada Zayọn.
5 The Lord was as an enemy: he hath swallowed up Israel, he hath swallowed up all her palaces: he hath destroyed his strong holds, and hath increased in the daughter of Judah mourning and lamentation.
Onyenwe anyị dị ka onye iro, o lomichaala Izrel. O lomichaala ụlọeze ya niile, bibiekwa ebe ya niile e wusiri ike. O meela ka iru ụjụ na ịkwa akwa mụbaara ada Juda.
6 And he hath violently taken away his tabernacle, as if it were of a garden: he hath destroyed his places of the assembly: the LORD hath caused the solemn feasts and sabbaths to be forgotten in Zion, and in the indignation of his anger hath despised the king and the priest.
O meela ka ebe obibi ya tọgbọrọ nʼefu, dịka ubi a gbara ogige; o bibiela ebe nzukọ ya niile. Onyenwe anyị emeela ka Zayọn chezọọ ime mmemme ya a kara aka, na idebe ụbọchị izuike ọbụla nsọ. Site nʼoke iwe ya, ọ jụla eze na onye nchụaja.
7 The Lord hath cast off his altar, he hath abhorred his sanctuary, he hath given up into the hand of the enemy the walls of her palaces; they have made a noise in the house of the LORD, as in the day of a solemn feast.
Onyenwe anyị ajụla ebe ịchụ aja ya gbakụta ebe nsọ ya azụ. O werela mgbidi niile nke ụlọeze ya nyefee nʼaka onye iro; ha emeela ka olu ha daa ụda nʼime ụlọ Onyenwe anyị dịka nʼụbọchị mmemme a kara aka.
8 The LORD hath purposed to destroy the wall of the daughter of Zion: he hath stretched out a line, he hath not withdrawn his hand from destroying: therefore he made the rampart and the wall to lament; they languished together.
Onyenwe anyị ekpebiela ibibi mgbidi gbara ada Zayọn gburugburu. O setịpụrụ ihe ọtụtụ; o sepụkwaghị aka ya na ibibi ya. O mere ka mkputamkpu aja na mgbidi ruo ụjụ, meekwa ka ha richapụsịa.
9 Her gates are sunk into the ground; he hath destroyed and broken her bars: her king and her princes are among the Gentiles: the law is no more; her prophets also find no vision from the LORD.
Ọnụ ụzọ ama ya niile emikpuola nʼala; ọ gbajiela mkpọrọ niile e ji akpọchi ha, laakwa ha nʼiyi. A dọtala eze ya na ụmụ eze ya nʼagha, buru ha jee mba ọzọ. Iwu adịghịkwa, otu a, ndị amụma ya enwekwaghị ike ịhụ ọhụ site nʼebe Onyenwe anyị nọ.
10 The elders of the daughter of Zion sit upon the ground, and keep silence: they have cast up dust upon their heads; they have girded themselves with sackcloth: the virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.
Ndị okenye ada Zayọn nọ ọdụ nʼala, dere duu. Ha ekpokwasịla aja nʼisi ha; ha eyikwasịkwala onwe ha uwe mkpe. Ụmụ agbọghọ Jerusalem na-amaghị nwoke ehulatala isi ha nʼala.
11 My eyes do fail with tears, my heart is troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.
Ike agwụla anya m nʼihi ịkwa akwa, ime ime ahụ m na-anụ ọkụ. Obi m dị ka ihe a wụpụrụ nʼala, nʼihi na e bibiela ndị m, nʼihi na ụmụntakịrị na ụmụ a mụrụ ọhụrụ na-ada mba nʼokporoụzọ nke obodo.
12 They say to their mothers, Where is grain and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
Ha na-ebere nne ha akwa na-asị, “Olee ebe ọka na mmanya dị?” Mgbe ha na-ada mba dịka ndị e merụrụ ahụ nʼokporoụzọ obodo, mgbe ọnwụ ji nwayọọ na-eripịasị ndụ ha nʼaka nne ha ku ha.
13 What thing shall I take to witness for thee? what thing shall I liken to thee, O daughter of Jerusalem? what shall I equal to thee, that I may comfort thee, O virgin daughter of Zion? for thy breach is great like the sea: who can heal thee?
Gịnị ka m nwere ike ikwu banyere gị? Gịnị ka m ga-eji tụnyere gị, gị ada Jerusalem? Gịnị ka m ga-asị na i yiri, nke ga-enyere m aka ịmata otu m ga-esi kasịe gị obi, gị ada Zayọn na-amaghị nwoke? Ọnya dị gị nʼahụ miri emi, dịka ịdị omimi nke osimiri. Onye pụrụ ịgwọ gị?
14 Thy prophets have seen vain and foolish things for thee: and they have not revealed thy iniquity, to turn away thy captivity; but have seen for thee false burdens and causes of banishment.
Ọhụ niile ndị amụma gị hụrụ bụ ọhụ ụgha na ọhụ na-enweghị isi. Ha ekpugheghị mmehie gị, igbochi ndọta nʼagha nke a dọtara gị. Kama ihe ha hụtaara gị bụ ihe ụgha na nduhie.
15 All that pass by clap their hands at thee; they hiss and shake their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, saying, Is this the city that men call The perfection of beauty, The joy of the whole earth?
Ndị niile si nʼebe ị nọ na-agafe na-akụrụ gị aka ha; ha na-efufe isi ha, jirikwa ada Jerusalem na-eme ihe ọchị. Ha na-ajụ ajụjụ na-asị, “Nke a ọ bụ obodo ahụ a na-akpọ ebe mabigara mma oke, ọṅụ nke ụwa niile?”
16 All thy enemies have opened their mouth against thee: they hiss and gnash the teeth: they say, We have swallowed her up: certainly this is the day that we looked for; we have found, we have seen it.
Ndị iro gị niile na-emeghepụ ọnụ ha megide gị; ha na-achị gị ọchị, na-atara gị ikekere eze. Ha na-ekwu na-asị, “Anyị eloola ya. Nke a bụ ụbọchị ahụ anyị na-ele anya ya. Anyị adịrịla ndụ hụ ya.”
17 The LORD hath done that which he had devised; he hath fulfilled his word that he had commanded in the days of old: he hath thrown down, and hath not pitied: and he hath caused thy enemy to rejoice over thee, he hath set up the horn of thy adversaries.
Onyenwe anyị emeela ihe o zubere ime. O mezuola ihe o kwuru na ọ ghaghị ime site nʼoge gara aga. Ọ kwatuola gị, na-enweghị ọmịiko ọbụla. O meela ka ndị iro gị ṅụrịa ọṅụ nʼahụ gị; o meekwala ka e bulie ike nke ndị iro gị.
18 Their heart cried to the Lord, O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears run down like a river day and night: give thyself no rest; let not the apple of thy eye cease.
Obi ndị mmadụ na-etiku Onyenwe anyị. Gị, mgbidi niile nke ada Zayọn, ka anya mmiri gị na-asọpụta dịka osimiri ehihie na abalị niile, enyekwala onwe gị izuike, enyekwala anya gị izuike.
19 Arise, cry out in the night: in the beginning of the watches pour out thy heart like water before the face of the Lord: lift up thy hands toward him for the life of thy young children, that faint for hunger at the head of every street.
Bilie, kwaa akwa nʼabalị, nʼoge mmalite nche abalị. Wụpụta ihe dị gị nʼobi nʼihu Onyenwe anyị dịka ọ bụ mmiri. Welie aka unu elu nye Onyenwe anyị nʼihi ụmụntakịrị ndị a, ndị na-ada nʼihi agụụ nʼisi okporoụzọ niile.
20 Behold, O LORD, and consider to whom thou hast done this. Shall the women eat their fruit, children of a span long? shall the priest and the prophet be slain in the sanctuary of the Lord?
“Lee anya, Onyenwe anyị, ma tụgharịa uche gị. Onye ka i sirila otu a mesoo mmeso? O kwesiri ka ndị bụ nne rie ụmụ ha, bụ ụmụ nke ha mụrụ? O kwesiri ka e gbuo onye nchụaja na onye amụma nʼime ebe dị nsọ nke Onyenwe anyị?
21 The young and the old lie on the ground in the streets: my virgins and my young men have fallen by the sword; thou hast slain them in the day of thy anger; thou hast killed, and not pitied.
“Ụmụ okorobịa na ndị okenye dinakọrọ nʼotu ebe, nʼuzuzu nke okporoụzọ. E jirila mma agha gbuo ụmụ okorobịa m na ụmụ agbọghọ m. I gbuola ha nʼụbọchị iwe gị; i gburu ha jụ inwe ọmịiko nʼahụ ha.
22 Thou hast called as in a solemn day my terrors on every side, so that in the day of the LORD’S anger none escaped nor remained: those that I have swaddled and brought up hath my enemy consumed.
“Dịka i si akpọ oku ka a bịa nʼụbọchị oriri, otu a ka i si kpọkọta ihe egwu niile ka ha bịakwasị m nʼakụkụ niile. Nʼụbọchị nke iwe Onyenwe anyị ọ dịghị onye gbapụrụ ọsọ, ọ dịkwaghị onye fọdụrụ ndụ; ndị m lekọtara, zụlitekwa ka ndị iro m lara nʼiyi.”
