Lamentations 2
1 How has the daughter of Zion been covered with a cloud by the Lord in his wrath! he has sent down from heaven to earth the glory of Israel, and has not kept in memory the resting-place of his feet in the day of his wrath.
Como cobriu o Senhor de nuvens na sua ira a filha de Sião? derribou do céu à terra a glória de Israel, e não se lembrou do escabelo de seus pés, no dia da sua ira.
2 The Lord has given up to destruction all the living-places of Jacob without pity; pulling down in his wrath the strong places of the daughter of Judah, stretching out on the earth the wounded, even her king and her rulers.
Devorou o Senhor todas as moradas de Jacob, e não se apiedou: derribou no seu furor as fortalezas da filha de Judá, e as achegou à terra: profanou o reino e os seus príncipes.
3 In his burning wrath every horn of Israel has been cut off; his right hand has been turned back before the attacker: he has put a fire in Jacob, causing destruction round about.
Cortou no furor da sua ira toda a força de Israel: retirou para traz a sua dextra de diante do inimigo; e ardeu contra Jacob, como labareda de fogo que consome em redor.
4 His bow has been bent for the attack, he has taken his place with his hand ready, in his hate he has put to death all who were pleasing to the eye: on the tent of the daughter of Zion he has let loose his passion like fire.
Armou o seu arco como inimigo: firmou a sua dextra como adversário, e matou tudo o que era formoso à vista; derramou a sua indignação como fogo na tenda da filha de Sião.
5 The Lord has become like one fighting against her, sending destruction on Israel; he has sent destruction on all her great houses, making waste his strong places: increasing the grief and the sorrow of the daughter of Judah.
Tornou-se o Senhor como inimigo; devorou a Israel, devorou a todos os seus palácios, destruiu as suas fortalezas; e multiplicou na filha de Judá a lamentação e tristeza.
6 And he has violently taken away his tent, as from a garden; he has made waste his meeting-place: the Lord has taken away the memory of feast and Sabbath in Zion, and in the passion of his wrath he is against king and priest.
E arrancou a sua cabana com violência, como a de uma horta, e destruiu a sua congregação: o Senhor em Sião pôs em esquecimento a solenidade e o sábado, e na indignação da sua ira rejeitou com desprezo o rei e o sacerdote.
7 The Lord has given up his altar and has been turned in hate from his holy place; he has given up into the hands of the attacker the walls of her great houses: their voices have been loud in the house of the Lord as in the day of a holy meeting.
Rejeitou o Senhor o seu altar, detestou o seu santuário; entregou na mão do inimigo os muros dos seus palácios: levantaram grita na casa do Senhor, como em dia de solenidade.
8 It is the Lord's purpose to make waste the wall of the daughter of Zion; his line has been stretched out, he has not kept back his hand from destruction: he has sent sorrow on tower and wall, they have become feeble together.
Intentou o Senhor destruir o muro da filha de Sião: já estendeu o cordel sobre ele, não retirou a sua mão de devorar; já fez gemer o antemuro e o muro juntamente, já estão enfraquecidos.
9 Her doors have gone down into the earth; he has sent destruction on her locks: her king and her princes are among the nations where the law is not; even her prophets have had no vision from the Lord.
Já subverteram as suas portas, destruiu e quebrou os seus ferrolhos: estão entre as nações o seu rei e os seus príncipes: já não há lei, nem acham visão alguma do Senhor os seus profetas.
10 The responsible men of the daughter of Zion are seated on the earth without a word; they have put dust on their heads, they are clothed in haircloth: the heads of the virgins of Jerusalem are bent down to the earth.
Estão assentados por terra, estão calados os anciãos da filha de Sião; lançam pó sobre as suas cabeças, cingiram sacos: as virgens de Jerusalém abaixam as suas cabeças até à terra.
11 My eyes are wasted with weeping, the inmost parts of my body are deeply moved, my inner parts are drained out on the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because of the young children and babies at the breast who are falling without strength in the open squares of the town.
Já se consumiram os meus olhos com lágrimas, turbadas estão as minhas entranhas, o meu fígado se derramou pela terra por causa do quebrantamento da filha do meu povo; porquanto desfalecem o menino e a criança de mama pelas ruas da cidade.
12 They say to their mothers, Where is grain and wine? when they are falling like the wounded in the open squares of the town, when their life is drained out on their mother's breast.
A suas mães dizem: Onde há trigo e vinho? quando desfalecem como o ferido pelas ruas da cidade, derramando-se a sua alma no regaço de suas mães.
13 What example am I to give you? what comparison am I to make for you, O daughter of Jerusalem? what am I to make equal to you, so that I may give you comfort, O virgin daughter of Zion? for your destruction is great like the sea: who is able to make you well?
Que testemunho te trarei? a quem te compararei, ó filha de Jerusalém? a quem te assemelharei, para te consolar a ti, ó virgem filha de Sião? porque grande é como o mar a tua quebradura; quem te sarará?
14 The visions which your prophets have seen for you are false and foolish; they have not made clear to you your sin so that your fate might be changed: but they have seen for you false words, driving you away.
Os teus profetas virão para ti, vaidade e loucura, e não manifestaram a tua maldade, para desviarem o teu cativeiro: antes viram para ti cargas vãs e expulsões.
15 All who go by make a noise with their hands at you; they make hisses, shaking their heads at the daughter of Jerusalem, and saying, Is this the town which was the crown of everything beautiful, the joy of all the earth?
Todos os que passam pelo caminho palmeiam sobre ti com as mãos, assobiam e meneiam as suas cabeças, sobre a filha de Jerusalém, dizendo: É esta a cidade de que se dizia: Perfeita é em formosura, o gozo de toda a terra.
16 All your haters are opening their mouths wide against you; making hisses and whistling through their teeth, they say, We have made a meal of her: certainly this is the day we have been looking for; it has come, we have seen it.
Todos os teus inimigos abrem as suas bocas sobre ti, assobiam, e rangem os dentes; dizem: Já a temos devorado; pois este é o dia que esperávamos; já o achamos, já o vimos.
17 The Lord has done that which was his purpose; he has put into force the orders which he gave in the days which are past; pulling down without pity, he has made your hater glad over you, lifting up the horn of those who were against you.
Fez o Senhor o que intentou; cumpriu a sua palavra, que mandara desde os dias da antiguidade: derrubou, e não se apiedou; e alegrou o inimigo sobre ti, exaltou o poder dos teus adversários.
18 Let your cry go up to the Lord: O wall of the daughter of Zion, let your weeping be flowing down like a stream day and night; give yourself no rest, let not your eyes keep back the drops of sorrow.
O coração deles clamou ao Senhor: Ó muralha da filha de Sião: derrama lágrimas como um ribeiro, de dia e de noite; não te dês descanço, nem parem as meninas de teus olhos.
19 Up! give cries in the night, at the starting of the night-watches; let your heart be flowing out like water before the face of the Lord, lifting up your hands to him for the life of your young children who are falling down, feeble for need of food, at the top of every street.
Levanta-te, dá vozes de noite no princípio das velas; derrama o teu coração como águas diante da face do Senhor: levanta a ele as tuas mãos, pela vida de teus filhinhos, que desfalecem de fome à entrada de todas as ruas
20 Look! O Lord, see to whom you have done this! Are the women to take as their food the fruit of their bodies, the children who are folded in their arms? are the priest and the prophet to be put to death in the holy place of the Lord?
Vê, ó Senhor, e considera a quem fizeste de tal modo: porventura comerão as mulheres o fruto das suas entranhas, as crianças que trazem nos braços? ou matar-se-á no santuário do Senhor o sacerdote e o profeta?
21 The young men and the old are stretched on the earth in the streets; my virgins and my young men have been put to the sword: you have sent death on them in the day of your wrath, causing death without pity.
Jazem em terra pelas ruas o moço e o velho, as minhas virgens e os meus mancebos vieram a cair à espada: tu os mataste no dia da tua ira; degolaste e não te apiedaste.
22 As in the day of a holy meeting you have made fears come round me on every side, and no one got away or was kept safe in the day of the Lord's wrath: those who were folded in my arms, whom I took care of, have been sent to their destruction by my hater.
Convocaste os meus temores em redor como num dia de solenidade; nem houve alguém no dia da ira do Senhor que escapasse, nem quem ficasse: aos que trouxe nas mãos e sustentei o meu inimigo os consumiu.
