Tužbalice 4
1 Kako potamnje zlato, promijeni se èisto zlato? kamenje je od svetinje razmetnuto po uglovima svijeh ulica.
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.
2 Dragi sinovi Sionski, cijenjeni kao najèistije zlato, kako se cijene zemljani sudovi, kao djelo ruku lonèarevijeh!
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!
3 I zvijeri istièu sise svoje i doje mlad svoju, a kæi naroda mojega posta nemilostiva kao noj u pustinji.
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.
4 Jezik djetetu koje sisa prionu za grlo od žeði; djeca ištu hljeba, a nema nikoga da im lomi.
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.
5 Koji jeðahu poslastice, ginu na ulicama; koji odrastoše u skerletu, valjaju se po bunjištu.
They who used to eat delicacies, are deserted in the streets, —They who used to be carried on crimson, have embraced heaps of refuse.
6 I kar koji dopade kæeri naroda mojega veæi je od propasti koja dopade Sodomu, koji se zatr u èasu i ruke se ne zabaviše oko njega.
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.
7 Nazireji njezini bjehu èistiji od snijega, bjelji od mlijeka; tijelo im bješe crvenije od dragoga kamenja, glatki kao safir.
Purer were her Nazirites than snow, whiter were they than milk, —more ruddy, in body, than coral, A sapphire, was their beauty of form.
8 A sada im je lice crnje od uglja, ne poznaju se na ulicama; koža im se prilijepila za kosti, osušila se kao drvo.
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.
9 Bolje bi onima koji su pobijeni maèem nego onima koji mru od gladi, koji izdišu ubijeni od nestašice roda zemaljskoga.
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.
10 Svojim rukama žene žalostive kuhaše djecu svoju, ona im biše hrana u pogibli kæeri naroda mojega.
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.
11 Navrši Gospod gnjev svoj, izli žestoki gnjev svoj, i raspali oganj na Sionu, koji mu proždrije temelje.
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.
12 Ne bi vjerovali carevi zemaljski i svi stanovnici po vasiljenoj da æe neprijatelj i protivnik uæi na vrata Jerusalimska.
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!
13 Ali bi za grijehe proroka njegovijeh i za bezakonja sveštenika njegovijeh, koji proljevahu krv pravednièku usred njega.
[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!
14 Lutahu kao slijepci po ulicama, kaljajuæi se krvlju, koje ne mogahu da se ne dotièu haljinama svojim.
They have wandered—blind—in the streets, have defiled themselves with blood; so that men may not touch their garments.
15 Otstupite, neèisti, vièu im, otstupite, otstupite, ne dodijevajte se nièega. I odlaze i skitaju se; i meðu narodima se govori: neæe se više staniti.
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;
16 Gnjev Gospodnji rasija ih, neæe više pogledati na njih; ne poštuju sveštenika, nijesu žalostivi na starce.
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.
17 Veæ nam oèi išèilješe izgledajuæi pomoæ zaludnu; èekasmo narod koji ne može izbaviti.
Silly shall our eyes fail, for our help that is vain: In our watchtower, have we watched—for a nation that will not save.
18 Vrebaju nam korake, da ne možemo hoditi po ulicama svojim, približi se kraj naš, navršiše se dani naši, doðe kraj naš.
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.
19 Koji nas goniše, bijahu lakši od orlova nebeskih, po gorama nas goniše, u pustinji nam zasjedaše.
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.
20 Disanje nozdara naših, pomazanik Gospodnji, za kojega govorasmo: da æemo živjeti pod sjenom njegovijem meðu narodima, uhvati se u jame njihove.
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.
21 Raduj se i veseli se, kæeri Edomska, koja živiš u zemlji Uzu! doæi æe do tebe èaša, opiæeš se, i otkriæeš se.
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.
22 Svrši se kar za bezakonje tvoje, kæeri Sionska; neæe te više voditi u ropstvo; pohodiæe tvoje bezakonje, kæeri Edomska, otkriæe grijehe tvoje.
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.
