Jeremija 4

1 Ako æeš se vratiti, Izrailju, veli Gospod, k meni se vrati, i ako ukloniš gadove svoje ispred mene, neæeš se skitati.

If thou wilt return, O Israel, Declareth Yahweh, Unto me, mayst thou return, —And if thou wilt remove thine abominations from before me, Then shalt thou not become a wanderer.

2 I kleæeš se istinito, vjerno i pravo: tako da je živ Gospod. I narodi æe se blagosiljati njim, i njim æe se hvaliti.

If thou wilt swear, By the life of Yahweh! in faithfulness in justice and in righteousness, Then shall the nations bless themselves in him, And, in him, shall they glory.

3 Jer ovako veli Gospod Judejcima i Jerusalimljanima: orite sebi krèevinu, i ne sijte u trnje.

For thus saith Yahweh Unto the men of Judah and unto Jerusalem, Till ye the untilled ground, —And do not sow among thorns.

4 Obrežite se Gospodu, i skinite okrajak sa srca svojega, Judejci i Jerusalimljani, da ne izide jarost moja kao oganj i razgori se da ne bude nikoga ko bi ugasio za zla djela vaša.

Circumcise yourselves unto Yahweh So shall ye remove the impurity of your heart, ye men of Judah and ye inhabitants of Jerusalem, —Lest mine indignation, go forth as fire, and burn and there be none to quench it, Because of the wickedness of your doings.

5 Objavite u Judeji i oglasite u Jerusalimu i recite: trubite u trubu po zemlji; vièite, sazovite narod i recite: skupite se, i uðimo u tvrde gradove.

Declare ye in Judah And in Jerusalem, let it be heard, And say, Blow ye a horn in the land, —Cry, with frill voice And say, Gather yourselves together, And let us enter the defenced cities.

6 Podignite zastavu prema Sionu, bježite i ne stajte, jer æu dovesti zlo od sjevera i pogibao veliku.

Lift up an ensign—Zion-ward, Bring into safety, do not tarry, —For, calamity, am, I, bringing in from the North, Even, a great destruction:

7 Izlazi lav iz èeste svoje i koji zatire narode krenuvši se ide s mjesta svojega da obrati zemlju tvoju u pustoš, gradovi tvoji da se raskopaju da ne bude nikoga u njima.

There hath come up a lion out of his thicket, Yea, a destroyer of nations—hath set forward, hath come forth out of his place, —To make thy land a desolation, Thy cities, shall fall in ruins, so as to have no inhabitant.

8 Zato pripašite kostrijet, plaèite i ridajte, jer se žestoki gnjev Gospodnji nije odvratio od nas.

On this account, gird you with sackcloth, lament and howl, —Because the glow of the anger of Yahweh hath not turned from us.

9 I tada æe, veli Gospod, nestati srca caru i srca knezovima, i sveštenici æe se udiviti i proroci æe se zaèuditi.

And it shall come to pass, in that day, Declareth Yahweh, That the courage of the king shall fail, And the courage of the princes, —And the priests shall be astonished, And, the prophets, shall be amazed.

10 I rekoh: ah Gospode Gospode! baš si prevario ovaj narod i Jerusalim govoreæi: imaæete mir, a maè doðe do duše.

Then said I, —Ah! My Lord Yahweh! Surely, thou hast suffered this people and Jerusalem to be beguiled, saying, Peace, shall ye have, —whereas the sword shall reach unto the soul.

11 U to æe se vrijeme kazati ovome narodu i Jerusalimu: vjetar vruæ s visokih mjesta u pustinji duva ka kæeri naroda mojega, ne da provije ni proèisti.

At that time, shall it be said of this people and of Jerusalem, —The sharp wind of the bare heights in the desert, cometh towards the daughter of my people, —not to winnow nor to cleanse.

12 Vjetar jaèi od tijeh doæi æe mi; i ja æu im sada izreæi sud.

A wind too strong for these, cometh in for me. Now, will, I also, pronounce sentences upon them:

13 Gle, kao oblak podiže se, i kola su mu kao vihor, konji su mu brži od orlova. Teško nama! propadosmo.

Lo! like clouds, shall he come up, Even as a storm-wind, his chariots, Swifter than eagles, his horses, —Woe to us for we are laid waste!

14 Umij srce svoje oda zla, Jerusalime, da bi se izbavio; dokle æe stajati u tebi misli tvoje ništave?

Wash from wickedness thy heart, O Jerusalem, That thou mayest be saved, —How long, shall lodge within thee thy wicked devices?

15 Jer glas javlja od Dana, i oglašuje zlo od gore Jefremove.

For a voice, declareth from Dan, —And publisheth trouble from the hill country of Ephraim.

16 Kazujte narodima; evo oglašujte za Jerusalim da idu stražari iz daljne zemlje, i puštaju glas svoj na gradove Judine.

Put ye in mind the nations Lo! publish ye against Jerusalem, Blockaders! are coming in from a land afar off, —And have uttered against the cities of Judah their voice:

17 Kao èuvari poljski staæe oko njega, jer se odmetnu od mene, veli Gospod.

As the keepers of a field, have they come against her round about, —For against me, hath she rebelled, Declareth Yahweh.

18 Put tvoj i djela tvoja to ti uèiniše; to je od zla tvojega da je gorko i da ti dopire do srca.

Thine own way And thine own doings, Have done these things unto thee, —This thy wickedness, Surely it is bitter, Surely it hath reached unto thy heart.

19 Jaoh utroba, jaoh utroba! boli me u srcu; srce mi bije; ne mogu muèati; jer glas trubni èuješ, dušo moja, viku ubojnu.

My bowels! My bowels! I am pained in the walls of my heart My heart beateth aloud to me I cannot be still! For the sound of a horn, hast thou heard O my soul, The loud shout of war!

20 Pogibao na pogibao oglašuje se; jer se pustoši sva zemlja, najedanput æe se opustošiti moji šatori, zavjesi moji zaèas.

Breach upon breach, they cry, For ruined, is all the land, —Suddenly, are ruined my tents, In a moment, my curtains!

21 Dokle æu gledati zastavu? slušati glas trubni?

How long shall I keep on seeing a standard, —continue to hear the sound of a horn?

22 Jer je narod moj bezuman, ne poznaje me, ludi su sinovi i bez razuma, mudri su da zlo èine, a dobro èiniti ne umiju.

Surely, perverse, is my people Me, have they not known, Foolish sons, they are, Yea without understanding, they are: Wise, they are to commit wickedness, But how to do well, they know not!

23 Pogledah na zemlju, a gle bez oblièja je i pusta; i na nebo, a svjetlosti njegove nema.

I beheld, The earth; and lo! it was waste and wild, —The heavens also and their light was not:

24 Pogledah na gore, a gle, tresu se i svi humovi drmaju se.

I beheld, The mountains, and lo! they were trembling, —And all the hills, had been violently moved:

25 Pogledah, a gle, nema èovjeka, i sve ptice nebeske odletjele.

I beheld, And lo! there was no human being, —Yea, all the birds of the heavens! had fled:

26 Pogledah, a gle, Karmil je pustinja i svi gradovi njegovi oboreni od Gospoda, od žestokoga gnjeva njegova.

I beheld, And lo! the garden-land, was a desert, —And, all its cities, had been broken down, Because of Yahweh, Because of the glow of his anger!

27 Jer ovako govori Gospod: sva æe zemlja opustjeti; ali neæu sasvijem zatrti.

For, thus, saith Yahweh, A desolation, shall all the land become—Nevertheless a full end, will I not make.

28 Zato æe tužiti zemlja, i nebo æe gore potamnjeti, jer rekoh, namislih, i neæu se raskajati, niti æu udariti natrag.

For this cause, shall the land mourn, and the heavens above be overcast: Because I have spoken have purposed, and have not repented nor will I turn back therefrom.

29 Od vike konjika i strijelaca pobjeæi æe svi gradovi, otiæi æe u guste šume i na stijene æe se popeti; svi æe gradovi biti ostavljeni i niko neæe u njima živjeti.

At the noise of horseman and archer, The whole city is in flight, They have entered dark thickets, Yea unto the crags, have they gone up, —Every city, is forsaken, There remaineth not in them a man!

30 A ti, opustošena, šta æeš èiniti? Ako se i oblaèiš u skerlet, ako se i kitiš nakitom zlatnijem, i mažeš lice svoje, zaludu se krasiš, preziru te milosnici, traže dušu tvoju.

And when, thou, art laid waste, what wilt thou do? Though thou clothe thyself with crimson Though thou deck thyself with ornaments of gold Though thou enlarge with antimony thine eyes, In vain, shalt thou make thyself fair, —Paramours have rejected thee, Thy life, will they seek!

31 Jer èujem glas kao porodiljin, cviljenje kao žene koja se prvi put poraða, glas kæeri Sionske, koja rida, pruža ruke svoje govoreæi: teško meni! jer mi nestaje duše od ubilaca.

For a voice as of a woman in pangs, have I heard Anguish as of her that is bearing her firstborn. The voice of the daughter of Zion! She gaspeth for breath, She spreadeth forth her palms, —Surely woe to me! For my soul fainteth before murderers.