Jeremijas 4
1 Ja tu atgriezīsies, Israēl, saka Tas Kungs, pie Manis atgriezīsies, un ja tu savas negantības Manā priekšā atstāsi un neskraidīsi apkārt,
“If you will return, Israel,” says the LORD, “if you will return to me, and if you will put away your abominations out of my sight; then you will not be removed;
2 Un ja tu zvērēsi: „tik tiešām kā Tas Kungs dzīvo!“Ar patiesību, ar tiesu un ar taisnību, tad tautas iekš viņa svētīsies un ar viņu lielīsies.
and you will swear, ‘As the LORD lives,’ in truth, in justice, and in righteousness. The nations will bless themselves in him, and they will glory in him.”
3 Jo tā saka Tas Kungs uz Jūda un Jeruzālemes vīriem: ariet sev jaunu zemi un nesējat ērkšķos.
For the LORD says to the men of Judah and to Jerusalem, “Break up your fallow ground, and don’t sow among thorns.
4 Apgraizaties Tam Kungam un atņemat nost savas sirds priekšādu, Jūda vīri un Jeruzālemes iedzīvotāji, ka Mana bardzība neizšaujās kā uguns un nedeg, ka neviens nevar dzēst, jūsu nedarbu dēļ.
Circumcise yourselves to the LORD, and take away the foreskins of your heart, you men of Judah and inhabitants of Jerusalem; lest my wrath go out like fire, and burn so that no one can quench it, because of the evil of your doings.
5 Sludinājiet Jūdā un Jeruzālemē, liekat to dzirdēt un stāstiet, bazūnējat ar bazūni tai zemē, sauciet ar pilnu muti un sakāt: sapulcinājaties un iesim stiprās pilsētās.
Declare in Judah, and publish in Jerusalem; and say, ‘Blow the trumpet in the land!’ Cry aloud and say, ‘Assemble yourselves! Let’s go into the fortified cities!’
6 Paceļat karogu uz Ciānu, bēgat, nestāvat. Jo Es atvedu nelaimi no ziemeļa puses un lielu postu.
Set up a standard toward Zion. Flee for safety! Don’t wait; for I will bring evil from the north, and a great destruction.”
7 Lauva ceļas no sava biezuma, un tautu maitātājs nāk; viņš ir izgājis no savas vietas, tavu zemi darīt tukšu, lai tavas pilsētas top izpostītas, ka neviens tur vairs nedzīvo.
A lion has gone up from his thicket, and a destroyer of nations. He is on his way. He has gone out from his place, to make your land desolate, that your cities be laid waste, without inhabitant.
8 Tādēļ apjoziet maisus, žēlojaties un kauciet, jo Tā Kunga bardzības karstums no mums neatstājās.
For this, clothe yourself with sackcloth, lament and wail; for the fierce anger of the LORD hasn’t turned back from us.
9 Tai dienā, saka Tas Kungs, iznīks ķēniņa sirds drošība un lielo kungu sirds drošība, un priesteri izbīsies, un pravieši iztrūcināsies.
“It will happen at that day,” says the LORD, “that the heart of the king will perish, along with the heart of the princes. The priests will be astonished, and the prophets will wonder.”
10 Tad es sacīju: ak Kungs, Dievs! Patiesi, šiem ļaudīm un Jeruzālemei Tu esi ļāvis kļūt lielā viltū, ka sacīja: jums būs miers! Kur tomēr zobens sniedzās līdz pat dvēselei.
Then I said, “Ah, Lord GOD! Surely you have greatly deceived this people and Jerusalem, saying, ‘You will have peace;’ whereas the sword reaches to the heart.”
11 Tanī laikā sacīs uz šiem ļaudīm un uz Jeruzālemi: sauss vējš nāk no augstiem tuksneša kalniem pret Manu tautu, ne vētīšanas, ne tīrīšanas pēc.
At that time it will be said to this people and to Jerusalem, “A hot wind blows from the bare heights in the wilderness toward the daughter of my people, not to winnow, nor to cleanse.
12 Vējš Man nāks, kas stiprāks būs nekā viņi, tad arī Es nesīšu tiesu pret viņiem.
A full wind from these will come for me. Now I will also utter judgments against them.”
13 Redzi, viņš cēlās kā debesis, un viņa rati ir kā viesulis, viņa zirgi ir čaklāki nekā ērgļi, - ak vai, mums, jo mēs esam postā!
Behold, he will come up as clouds, and his chariots will be as the whirlwind. His horses are swifter than eagles. Woe to us! For we are ruined.
14 Mazgā savu sirdi no ļaunuma, Jeruzāleme, ka topi izglābta; cik ilgi tu savas nelietības domas glabāsi savā sirdī?
Jerusalem, wash your heart from wickedness, that you may be saved. How long will your evil thoughts lodge within you?
15 Jo balss sludina no Dana un ziņo bēdas no Efraīma kalniem.
For a voice declares from Dan, and publishes evil from the hills of Ephraim:
16 Dariet pagāniem zināmu, redzi, sludinājiet par Jeruzālemi: sargi nāk no tālas zemes, un tie paceļ savu balsi pret Jūda pilsētām.
“Tell the nations, behold, publish against Jerusalem, ‘Watchers come from a far country, and raise their voice against the cities of Judah.
17 Kā sargi ap tīrumu, tā tie būs visapkārt pret viņu, tādēļ ka tā pret Mani cēlusies, saka Tas Kungs.
As keepers of a field, they are against her all around, because she has been rebellious against me,’” says the LORD.
18 Tavs ceļš un tavi nedarbi tev to padara; tā ir tava blēdība, kas tik rūgta, ka tā sniedzās līdz pat tavai sirdij.
“Your way and your doings have brought these things to you. This is your wickedness, for it is bitter, for it reaches to your heart.”
19 Ak manas iekšas, manas iekšas! Kā bērnu sāpes man spiežas caur manu sirdi, mana sirds lec iekš manis, es nevaru klusu ciest, jo mana dvēsele dzird bazūnes skaņu un kara troksni.
My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart! My heart trembles within me. I can’t hold my peace, because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
20 Posts pār postu tiek daudzināts. Jo visa zeme ir postīta, piepeši ir postīti mani dzīvokļi, acumirklī manas teltis.
Destruction on destruction is decreed, for the whole land is laid waste. Suddenly my tents are destroyed, and my curtains gone in a moment.
21 Cik ilgi jel man būs redzēt karogu, dzirdēt bazūnes skaņu?
How long will I see the standard and hear the sound of the trumpet?
22 Tiešām, mani ļaudis ir traki un mani nepazīst; tie ir ģeķīgi bērni un neprātīgi. Tie gan ir gudri, ļaunu darīt, bet labu darīt tie nemāk.
“For my people are foolish. They don’t know me. They are foolish children, and they have no understanding. They are skillful in doing evil, but they don’t know how to do good.”
23 Es uzlūkoju zemi, un redzi, tā ir tumša un tukša, - un debesi, un viņai nav sava gaišuma.
I saw the earth and, behold, it was waste and void, and the heavens, and they had no light.
24 Es uzlūkoju kalnus, un redzi, tie dreb, un visi kalni trīc.
I saw the mountains, and behold, they trembled, and all the hills moved back and forth.
25 Es lūkoju, un redzi, neviena cilvēka nav, un visi putni apakš debess ir aizskrējuši.
I saw, and behold, there was no man, and all the birds of the sky had fled.
26 Es lūkoju, un redzi, auglīgais lauks ir tuksnesis, un visas viņa pilsētas ir salauztas priekš Tā Kunga un priekš Viņa bardzības karstuma.
I saw, and behold, the fruitful field was a wilderness, and all its cities were broken down at the presence of the LORD, before his fierce anger.
27 Jo tā saka Tas Kungs: visa tā zeme būs postā, tomēr Es to neizpostīšu pavisam.
For the LORD says, “The whole land will be a desolation; yet I will not make a full end.
28 Tādēļ zeme bēdāsies, un debess augšām aptumšosies, jo Es to esmu runājis un apņēmies, un tas Man nebūs žēl, un no tā Es neatkāpšos.
For this the earth will mourn, and the heavens above be black, because I have spoken it. I have planned it, and I have not repented, neither will I turn back from it.”
29 Visas pilsētas bēgs no jātnieku un strēlnieku trokšņa, tie ies biezos mežos un kāps uz klints kalniem, visas pilsētas taps atstātas, un neviena nebūs, kas tur dzīvos.
Every city flees for the noise of the horsemen and archers. They go into the thickets and climb up on the rocks. Every city is forsaken, and not a man dwells therein.
30 Ko tu tad darīsi, tu postītā? Jebšu tu apģērbsies ar purpuru, jebšu tu izgreznosies ar zelta glītumu, jebšu tu savas acis darīsi jaukas, tad tu tomēr velti izgreznosies. Tie drauģeļi tevi apsmies, tie meklēs tavu dvēseli.
You, when you are made desolate, what will you do? Though you clothe yourself with scarlet, though you deck yourself with ornaments of gold, though you enlarge your eyes with makeup, you make yourself beautiful in vain. Your lovers despise you. They seek your life.
31 Jo Es dzirdu kā dzemdētājas balsi, vaidēšanu, kā no tās, kas cieš pirmās bērnu sāpes, Ciānas meitas balsi; tā vaid un izpleš savas rokas: ak vai, man! Jo manu dvēseli nomāc slepkavas.
For I have heard a voice as of a woman in travail, the anguish as of her who gives birth to her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, who gasps for breath, who spreads her hands, saying, “Woe is me now! For my soul faints before the murderers.”
