Klagovisorna 4
1 Huru har icke guldet berövats sin glans, den ädla metallen förvandlats! Heliga stenar ligga kringkastade i alla gators hörn.
The gold has become tarnished; how the purest gold has changed! The holy stones are scattered at the corner of every street.
2 Sions ädlaste söner som aktades lika med fint guld, huru räknas de icke nu såsom lerkärl, krukmakarhänders verk!
The precious sons of Zion were worth their weight in pure gold, but now they are worth no more than clay jars, the work of the potter's hands!
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 jackals offer the breast to nurse their cubs, but the daughter of my people has become cruel, like the ostriches in the desert.
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 nursing baby sticks to the roof of his mouth by thirst; the children ask for food, but there is none for them.
5 De som förr åto läckerheter försmäkta nu på gatorna; de som uppföddes i scharlakan måste nu ligga i dyn.
Those who used to feast on the finest food now starve in the streets. Those who were brought up wearing scarlet clothing now lie on piles of ashes.
6 Så var dottern mitt folks missgärning större än Sodoms synd, Sodoms, som omstörtades i ett ögonblick, utan att människohänder kommo därvid.
The punishment of the daughter of my people is greater than that of Sodom, which was overthrown in a moment and no hands were wrung for 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 leaders were purer than snow, whiter than milk; their bodies were more ruddy than coral, their form was like 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 appearance now is darker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; it has become as dry as 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 killed by the sword were happier than those killed by hunger, who wasted away, pierced by the lack of any harvest from 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 compassionate women have boiled their own children; they became their food during the time when the daughter of my people was being destroyed.
11 HERREN har uttömt sin förtörnelse, utgjutit sin vredes glöd; i Sion har han tänt upp en eld, som har förtärt dess grundvalar.
Yahweh showed all his wrath; he poured out his fierce anger. He kindled a fire in Zion that consumed her foundations.
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.
The kings of the earth did not believe, nor did any of the inhabitants of the world believe, that enemies or opponents could enter the gates of Jerusalem.
13 För dess profeters synders skull har så skett, för dess prästers missgärningar, därför att de därinne utgöto de rättfärdigas blod.
This happened because of the sins of her prophets and the iniquities of her priests who have shed the blood of the righteous in her midst.
14 Såsom blinda irra de omkring på gatorna, fläckade av blod. så att ingen finnes, som vågar komma vid deras kläder.
They wandered, blind, through the streets. They were so defiled by that blood that no one was allowed to touch their clothes.
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!” people cried at them. “Away! Away! Do not touch!” So they wandered about; people said among the nations, “They can stay here no longer.”
16 HERRENS åsyn förskingrar dem, han vill icke mer akta på dem; mot prästerna visas intet undseende, mot de äldste ingen misskund.
Yahweh himself scattered them; he does not watch over them anymore. They do not honor the priests, and they did not show any favor to the elders.
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 failed, looking in vain for help; from our watchtowers we watched for a nation that could not rescue us.
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 followed our steps, we could not walk in our streets. Our end was near and our days were numbered, our end had come.
19 Våra förföljare voro snabbare än himmelens örnar; på bergen jagade de oss, i öknen lade de försåt för oss.
Our pursuers were swifter than the eagles in the sky. They chased us to the mountains and lay in wait for us in the wilderness.
20 HERRENS smorde, han som var vår livsfläkt, blev fångad i deras gropar, han under vilkens skugga vi hoppades att få leva bland folken.
The breath in our nostrils—Yahweh's anointed one—he was the one who was captured in their pits; of whom it was said, “Under his shadow we will live 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.
Rejoice and be glad, daughter of Edom, you who live in the land of Uz. But to you also the cup will be passed; you will be drunk and strip yourself naked.
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.
Daughter of Zion, your punishment will come to an end; he will not extend your exile. But daughter of Edom, he will punish; he will uncover your sins.
