Klagovisorna 4
1 Huru har icke guldet berövats sin glans, den ädla metallen förvandlats! Heliga stenar ligga kringkastade i alla gators hörn.
How dark has the gold become! how changed the best gold! the stones of the holy place are dropping out at the top of every street.
2 Sions ädlaste söner som aktades lika med fint guld, huru räknas de icke nu såsom lerkärl, krukmakarhänders verk!
The valued sons of Zion, whose price was the best gold, are looked on as vessels of earth, the work of the hands of the potter!
3 Själva schakalerna räcka spenarna åt sina ungar för att giva dem di; men dottern mitt folk har blivit grym, lik strutsen i öknen.
Even the beasts of the waste land have full breasts, they give milk to their young ones: the daughter of my people has become cruel like the ostriches in the waste land.
4 Spenabarnets tunga låder av törst vid dess gom; le späda barnen bedja om bröd, men ingen bryter sådant åt dem.
The tongue of the child at the breast is fixed to the roof of his mouth for need of drink: the young children are crying out for bread, and no man gives it to them.
5 De som förr åto läckerheter försmäkta nu på gatorna; de som uppföddes i scharlakan måste nu ligga i dyn.
Those who were used to feasting on delicate food are wasted in the streets: those who as children were dressed in purple are stretched out on the dust.
6 Så var dottern mitt folks missgärning större än Sodoms synd, Sodoms, som omstörtades i ett ögonblick, utan att människohänder kommo därvid.
For the punishment of the daughter of my people is greater than the punishment of Sodom, which was overturned suddenly without any hand falling on her.
7 Hennes furstar voro mer glänsande än snö, de voro vitare än mjölk, deras hy var rödare än korall, deras utseende var likt safirens.
Her holy ones were cleaner than snow, they were whiter than milk, their bodies were redder than corals, their form was as the sapphire:
8 Nu hava deras ansikten blivit mörkare än svart färg, man känner icke igen dem på gatorna; deras hud sitter fastklibbad vid benen, den har förtorkats och blivit såsom trä.
Their face is blacker than night; in the streets no one has knowledge of them: their skin is hanging on their bones, they are dry, they have become like wood.
9 Lyckligare voro de som dräptes med svärd, än de äro, som dräpas av hunger, de som täras bort under kval, utan näring från marken.
Those who have been put to the sword are better off than those whose death is caused by need of food; for these come to death slowly, burned up like the fruit of the field.
10 Med egna händer måste ömsinta kvinnor koka sina barn för att hava dem till föda vid dottern mitt folks skada.
The hands of kind-hearted women have been boiling their children; they were their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.
11 HERREN har uttömt sin förtörnelse, utgjutit sin vredes glöd; i Sion har han tänt upp en eld, som har förtärt dess grundvalar.
The Lord has given full effect to his passion, he has let loose his burning wrath; he has made a fire in Zion, causing the destruction of its bases.
12 Ingen konung på jorden hade trott det, ingen som bor på jordens krets, att någon ovän eller fiende skulle komma in genom Jerusalems portar.
To the kings of the earth and to all the people of the world it did not seem possible that the attackers and the haters would go into the doors of Jerusalem.
13 För dess profeters synders skull har så skett, för dess prästers missgärningar, därför att de därinne utgöto de rättfärdigas blod.
It is because of the sins of her prophets and the evil-doing of her priests, by whom the blood of the upright has been drained out in her.
14 Såsom blinda irra de omkring på gatorna, fläckade av blod. så att ingen finnes, som vågar komma vid deras kläder.
They are wandering like blind men in the streets, they are made unclean with blood, so that their robes may not be touched by men.
15 "Viken undan!" "Oren!", så ropar man framför dem; "Viken undan, viken undan, kommen icke vid den!" ja, flyktiga och ostadiga måste de vara; bland hedningarna säger man om dem: "De skola ej mer finna någon boning."
Away! unclean! they were crying out to them, Away! away! let there be no touching: when they went away in flight and wandering, men said among the nations, There is no further resting-place for them.
16 HERRENS åsyn förskingrar dem, han vill icke mer akta på dem; mot prästerna visas intet undseende, mot de äldste ingen misskund.
The face of the Lord has sent them in all directions; he will no longer take care of them: they had no respect for the priests, they gave no honour to the old men.
17 Ännu försmäkta våra ögon i fåfäng väntan efter hjälp; från vårt vårdtorn speja vi efter ett folk som ändå ej kan frälsa oss.
Our eyes are still wasting away in looking for our false help: we have been watching for a nation unable to give salvation.
18 Han lurar på vara steg, så att vi ej våga gå på våra gator. Vår ände är nära, vara dagar äro ute; ja, vår ande har kommit.
They go after our steps so that we may not go in our streets: our end is near, our days are numbered; for our end has come.
19 Våra förföljare voro snabbare än himmelens örnar; på bergen jagade de oss, i öknen lade de försåt för oss.
Those who went after us were quicker than the eagles of the heaven, driving us before them on the mountains, waiting secretly for us in the waste land.
20 HERRENS smorde, han som var vår livsfläkt, blev fångad i deras gropar, han under vilkens skugga vi hoppades att få leva bland folken.
Our breath of life, he on whom the holy oil was put, was taken in their holes; of whom we said, Under his shade we will be living among the nations.
21 Ja, fröjda dig och var glad, du dotter Edom, du som bor i Us' land! Också till dig skall kalken komma; du skall varda drucken och få ligga blottad.
Have joy and be glad, O daughter of Edom, living in the land of Uz: the cup will be given to you in your turn, and you will be overcome with wine and your shame will be seen.
22 Din missgärning är ej mer, du dotter Sion; han skall ej åter föra dig bort i fångenskap. Men din missgärning, du dotter Edom, skall han hemsöka; han skall uppenbara dina synder.
The punishment of your evil-doing is complete, O daughter of Zion; never again will he take you away as a prisoner: he will give you the reward of your evil-doing, O daughter of Edom; he will let your sin be uncovered.
