Tužbalice 5
1 Opomeni se, Gospode, što nas zadesi; pogledaj i vidi sramotu našu.
Remember, O Lord, what hath occurred to us, look down, and behold our disgrace.
2 Našljedstvo naše privali se tuðincima, domovi naši inostrancima.
Our inheritance is turned over to strangers, our houses to aliens.
3 Postasmo sirote, bez oca, matere naše kao udovice.
Orphans are we become, and [we are] without a father, our mothers are like widows.
4 Svoju vodu pijemo za novce, svoja drva kupujemo.
Our water have we drunk for money: our wood cometh to us for a purchase price.
5 Na vratu nam je jaram, i gone nas; umoreni nemamo odmora.
Up to our necks are we pursued: we are fatigued, and no rest is allowed us.
6 Pružamo ruku k Misircima i Asircima, da se nasitimo hljeba.
To Egypt do we stretch out our hand, to Asshur, to be satisfied with bread.
7 Oci naši zgriješiše, i nema ih, a mi nosimo bezakonja njihova.
Our fathers have sinned, and are no more; but we have indeed to bear their iniquities.
8 Robovi nam gospodare, nema nikoga da izbavi iz ruku njihovijeh.
Servants rule over us: no one delivereth us out of their hand.
9 Sa strahom za život svoj od maèa u pustinji donosimo sebi hljeb.
At the peril of our life must we bring home our bread, because of the sword of the wilderness.
10 Koža nam pocrnje kao peæ od ljute gladi.
Our skin gloweth like an oven, because of the heat of famine.
11 Sramote žene na Sionu i djevojke po gradovima Judinijem.
Women have they ravished in Zion, virgins, in the cities of Judah.
12 Knezove vješaju svojim rukama, ne poštuju lica staraèkoga.
Princes were hanged up by their hand: the faces of elders were not honored.
13 Mladiæe uzimaju pod žrvnje, i djeca padaju pod drvima.
Young men they bore to the mill, and boys stumbled under the wood.
14 Staraca nema više na vratima, ni mladiæa na pjevanju.
The elders have ceased from the gate, young men, from their singing.
15 Nesta radosti srcu našemu, igra naša pretvori se u žalost.
Ceased hath the joy of our heart: our dance is changed into mourning.
16 Pade vijenac s glave naše; teško nama, što zgriješismo!
Fallen is the crown of our head: woe to us, for we have sinned.
17 Stoga je srce naše žalosno, stoga oèi naše potamnješe,
Because of this is our heart made sick; for these things are our eyes dimmed;
18 Sa gore Siona, što opustje, i lisice idu po njoj.
Because of the mount of Zion which is wasted, foxes walk about on it.
19 Ti, Gospode, ostaješ dovijeka, prijesto tvoj od koljena do koljena.
O thou, Lord, wilt truly abide for ever, thy throne existeth throughout all generations.
20 Zašto hoæeš da nas zaboraviš dovijeka, da nas ostaviš zadugo?
Wherefore wilt thou forget us for ever! wilt thou forsake us for so long a time?
21 Obrati nas, Gospode, k sebi, i obratiæemo se; ponovi dane naše kako bijahu prije.
Cause us to return, O Lord, unto thee, and we will return: renew our days as of old.
22 Jer eda li æeš nas sasvijem odbaciti i gnjeviti se na nas veoma?
For wouldst thou entirely reject us, be wroth with us to the uttermost?
