Žalostinke 2
1 Kako je Gospod v svoji jezi pokril sionsko hčer z oblakom in vrgel dol z neba na zemljo Izraelovo lepoto in se ni spominjal svoje pručke na dan svoje jeze!
How could My Lord, in his anger, enshroud in gloom, the daughter of Zion? have cast from the heavens to the earth, the beauty of Israel? and not have remembered his footstool, in the day of his anger?
2 Gospod je požrl vsa Jakobova prebivališča in se ni usmilil. V svojem besu je zrušil oporišča Judove hčere; privedel jih je dol do tal. Oskrunil je kraljestvo in njegove prince.
My Lord hath swallowed up—without pity—all the pastures of Jacob, hath laid waste—in his indignation—the strongholds of the daughter of Judah, hath brought them down to the ground, —hath profaned the kingdom, and the princes thereof.
3 V svoji kruti jezi je odrezal ves Izraelov rog. Svojo desnico je umaknil izpred sovražnika in zoper Jakoba je gorel plameneč ogenj, ki požira vsenaokrog.
He hath broken off—in the glow of his anger—the whole horn of Israel, hath turned back his right hand, from the face of the foe, —and hath kindled against Jacob, a very fire of flame, devouring round about.
4 Svoj lok je upognil kakor sovražnik. S svojo desnico je stal kakor nasprotnik in usmrtil vse, ki so bili prijetni za oko v šotorskem svetišču sionske hčere. Svojo razjarjenost je izlil kakor ogenj.
He hath trodden his bow like a foe, his right hand erect as an adversary, and hath slain all them who delighted the eye, —In the home of the daughter of Zion, hath he poured out, as fire, his indignation.
5 Gospod je bil kakor sovražnik. Požrl je Izraela, požrl je vse njegove palače. Uničil je vsa njegova oporišča in v Judovi hčeri je povečal žalovanje in objokovanje.
My Lord hath become like a foe, hath swallowed up Israel, hath swallowed up all her castles, ruined his strongholds, —and hath caused to abound, in the daughter of Judah, lamentation and mourning.
6 Nasilno je odvzel svoje šotorsko svetišče, kakor če bi bil ta od vrta. Uničil je njegove kraje zborovanja. Gospod je storil, da se slovesni prazniki in šabate pozabijo v Sionu in v ogorčenju svoje jeze je preziral kralja in duhovnika.
Thus hath he destroyed, like a garden, his pavilion, hath laid waste his place of assembly, —Yahweh, hath caused to be forgotten, in Zion, the appointed assembly and the sabbath, and hath spurned, in the indignation of his anger, the king and the priest.
7 Gospod je zavrgel svoj oltar, preziral svoje svetišče, zidove svoje palače je predal v roko sovražnika; v Gospodovi hiši so vzdignili hrup kakor na dan slovesnega praznika.
My Lord hath rejected his altar, hath abhorred his sanctuary, hath delivered, into the hand of the foe, the walls of her castles, —A voice, have they uttered in the house of Yahweh, as on the day of an appointed assembly.
8 Gospod se je namenil, da uniči obzidje sionske hčere. Iztegnil je vrvico, svoje roke ni umaknil pred uničevanjem. Zato je naredil obrambni zid in obzidje za žalovanje; skupaj so slabeli.
Yahweh hath devised to lay in ruins, the wall of the daughter of Zion, he hath stretched out a line, he hath not turned back his hand from swallowing up, —Thus hath he caused to mourn—rampart and wall, together, have they languished!
9 Njena velika vrata so se pogreznila v tla; uničeni in zlomljeni so njeni zapahi. Njen kralj in njeni princi so med pogani. Postave ni več, tudi njeni preroki ne najdejo videnja od Gospoda.
Her gates, have sunk in the earth, He hath destroyed and broken in pieces, her bars, —Her king and her princes, are among the nations, There is no instruction, Even her prophets, have found no vision, from Yahweh.
10 Starešine hčere sionske sedijo na tleh in molčijo. Na svoje glave so metali prah. Opasali so se z vrečevino. Device [prestolnice] Jeruzalem svoje glave povešajo k tlom.
Seated on the ground, in silence, are the elders of the daughter of Zion, They have lifted up dust on their head, have girded themselves with sackcloth, —Bowed down to the ground is the head, of the virgins of Jerusalem.
11 Moje oči pešajo s solzami, moja notranjost je vznemirjena, moja jetra so izlita na zemljo zaradi uničenja hčere mojega ljudstva; ker so otroci in dojenčki omedlevali na ulicah mesta.
Blinded with tears are mine eyes, In ferment is my body, Poured out to the earth is my grief, for the sore hurt of the daughter of my people, —when child and suckling are swooning, in the broadways of the city.
12 Svojim materam pravijo: »Kje sta žito in vino?« ko so omedlevali kakor ranjeni na ulicah mesta, ko so bile njihove duše izlite v naročje njihovih mater.
To their mothers, they keep saying, Where are corn and wine? Swooning off, like one thrust through, in the broadways of the city, pouring out their life into the bosom of their mothers.
13 Kakšno stvar bom vzel, da pričuje zate? S kakšno stvarjo te bom primerjal, oh hči [prestolnice] Jeruzalem? Kaj bom enačil s teboj, da bi te lahko potolažil, oh devica, hči sionska, kajti tvoja vrzel je velika kakor morje. Kdo te lahko ozdravi?
How shall I solemnly admonish thee? What shall I liken to thee, thou daughter of Jerusalem? What shall I compare with thee, that I may comfort thee, thou virgin, daughter of Zion? for, great as the sea, is thy grievous injury, Who can heal thee?
14 Tvoji preroki so zate videli prazne in bedaste stvari in niso odkrili tvoje krivičnosti, da odvrnejo tvoje ujetništvo, temveč so zate videli napačna bremena in razloge izgnanstva.
Thy prophets, have had visions for thee, false and foolish, and have not unveiled thine iniquity, to turn back thy captivity, —Yea they have had visions for thee, oracles of falsehood, and enticements!
15 Vsi, ki gredo mimo, s svojimi rokami ploskajo nad teboj, sikajo in s svojimi glavami zmajujejo ob jeruzalemski hčeri, rekoč: »Ali je to mesto, ki ga ljudje imenujejo Popolnost lepote, Radost celotne zemlje?«
All passing by, have clapped, over thee, their hands, have hissed and wagged their head over the daughter of Jerusalem, —[saying], Is, this, the city, of which men used to say—The perfection of beauty! A joy to the whole earth!
16 Vsi tvoji sovražniki so odprli svoja usta zoper tebe. Sikajo in škripajo z zobmi. Pravijo: »Požrli smo jo. Zagotovo, to je dan, ki smo se ga veselili; našli smo, videli smo to.
All thy foes, have opened wide, over thee their mouth, They have hissed, and gnashed their teeth, They have said—We have swallowed [her] up! Surely, this, is the day for which we have waited, We have found! We have seen!
17 Gospod je storil to, kar je načrtoval. Izpolnil je svojo besedo, ki jo je zapovedal od dni davnine. Zrušil je in se ni usmilil in tvojemu sovražniku je dal, da se veseli nad teboj, vzdignil je rog tvojih nasprotnikov.
Yahweh hath done what he thought, hath carried out his word, wherewith he gave charge in the days of old, hath thrown down, and not spared, —Thus hath he let the enemy rejoice over thee, hath raised high the horn of thine adversaries.
18 Njihovo srce je klicalo h Gospodu, oh obzidje hčere sionske, naj solze tečejo kakor reka, podnevi in ponoči. Ne daj si počitka, naj punčica tvojega očesa ne preneha.
Their heart, hath made outcry, unto My Lord, —O wall of the daughter of Zion—Let tears run down as a torrent day and night, Do not give thyself relief, Let not the weeping of thine eye cease!
19 Vstani, zavpij ponoči. Ob začetku straž izlij svoje srce kakor vodo pred Gospodovim obrazom. Dvigni svoje roke k njemu zaradi življenja svojih mladih otrok, ki slabijo zaradi lakote na vrhu vsake ulice.
Arise, cry out in the night, At the beginning of the watches, pour out, like waters, thy heart, right before the face of My Lord, —Lift up, above thee, the palms of thy hands, for the life of thy children, who are swooning for hunger, at the top of all the streets!
20 Glej, oh Gospod in preudari, komu si to storil. Mar bodo ženske jedle svoj sad, otroke pedenj dolge? Mar bosta duhovnik in prerok umorjena v Gospodovem svetišču?
See, O Yahweh, and do consider, to whom thou hast acted thus severely, —Will women, devour, their own fruit—the children they have dandled? Shall priest and prophet, be slain in the sanctuary of My Lord?
21 Mladi in stari ležijo po tleh na ulicah. Moje device in moji mladeniči so padli pod mečem; umoril si jih na dan svoje jeze, pobil si jih in se nisi usmilil.
Youth and elder, have lain down on the ground in the streets, My virgins and my young men, have fallen by the sword, —Thou hast slain, in the day of thine anger, Thou hast slaughtered, hast not spared!
22 Poklical si kakor na slovesen dan moje strahote naokoli, tako da na dan Gospodove jeze nihče ni pobegnil niti preostal. Tiste, ki sem jih povil in vzgojil, je použil moj sovražnik.
Wilt thou proclaim, like the day of an appointed meeting—My terrors round about? when there was not—in the day of the anger of Yahweh—fugitive or survivor, —Those whom I dandled and reared, my foe hath destroyed.
