Jeremiah 8
1 When that happens, declares the Lord, the bones of the kings of Judah, the bones of the officials, the bones of the priests, the bones of the prophets, and the bones of the people of Jerusalem will be taken out of their graves.
U to vrijeme, govori Gospod, izvadiæe se iz grobova kosti careva Judinijeh i kosti knezova njegovijeh i kosti sveštenièke i kosti proroèke, i kosti stanovnika Jerusalimskih;
2 They will lie exposed to the sun and moon, and to all the stars which they loved, which they served, which they followed, which they consulted, and which they worshiped. Their bones will not be collected or reburied, but will be left like manure lying on the ground.
I razmetnuæe se prema suncu i mjesecu i svoj vojsci nebeskoj, koje ljubiše i kojima služiše i za kojima idoše i koje tražiše i kojima se klanjaše; neæe se pokupiti ni pogrepsti, nego æe biti gnoj po zemlji.
3 Those who are left of this evil family will prefer to die rather than live in every place I've scattered them, declares the Lord Almighty.
I voljeæe smrt nego život sav ostatak što ih ostane od ovoga roda zloga, što ih ostane po svijem mjestima kuda ih raždenem, govori Gospod nad vojskama.
4 Tell them this is what the Lord says: When people fall down, don't they get up again? When people go the wrong way, don't they turn around?
Još im reci: ovako veli Gospod: ko padne, ne ustaje li? ko zaðe, ne vraæa li se?
5 So why have these people of Jerusalem gone the wrong way? Why do they refuse to turn around from their repeated betrayals, holding on to all their lies?
Zašto je zašao taj narod Jerusalimski zasvagda? Drže se prijevare, neæe da se obrate.
6 I've heard exactly what they said, but they don't tell the truth. No one is sorry for doing wrong, asking, “What have I done?” Everyone chooses their own way, like a horse charging into battle.
Pazio sam i slušao, ne govore pravo, nema nikoga da se kaje za zlo svoje, da reèe: što uèinih? Svaki je okrenuo svojim trkom, kao konj kad nagne u boj.
7 Even storks high in the sky know when it's time to migrate. Turtledoves, swifts, and songbirds know when to fly away at the right time of the year. But my people don't know the laws of the Lord.
I roda pod nebom zna svoje vrijeme, grlica i ždrao i lasta paze na vrijeme kad dolaze; a narod moj ne zna suda Gospodnjega.
8 How on earth can you say, “We're wise, and we have the Law of the Lord?” Can't you see that the writings of your teachers of the Law have turned it into lies?
Kako govorite: mudri smo, i zakon je Gospodnji u nas? Doista, gle, laž uèini lažljiva pisaljka književnièka.
9 The wise will be shown to be foolish; they will be shocked at being caught out. Can't you see that they've rejected what the Lord says—so do they have any wisdom at all?
Mudarci se osramotiše, uplašiše se i uhvatiše se; eto, odbaciše rijeè Gospodnju, pa kaka im je mudrost?
10 I'm going to give their wives to others, and their fields to different owners, since everyone cheats because they're greedy, poor and rich alike. Even prophets and priests—they are all dishonest liars!
Zato æu dati žene njihove drugima, njive njihove onima koji æe ih naslijediti, jer od maloga do velikoga svi se dadoše na lakomstvo, i proroci i sveštenici, svi su varalice.
11 They give my wounded people first aid, but they don't really care about them. They tell them, “Don't worry! We have peace!” even as war approaches.
Jer lijeèe rane kæeri naroda mojega ovlaš govoreæi: mir, mir; a mira nema.
12 Are they ashamed of the disgusting things they did? No, they're not ashamed at all, they can't even blush. So they will fall just like the others, when I punish them; they will drop down dead, says the Lord.
Eda li se postidješe što èiniše gad? Niti se postidješe niti znaju za stid; zato æe popadati meðu onima koji padaju; kad ih pohodim, popadaæe, veli Gospod.
13 I'm going to destroy them, declares the Lord. There will be no grapes left on the vines, no figs on the trees—even the leaves will wither. They will lose whatever I gave them.
Sasvijem æu ih istrijebiti, govori Gospod, nema grozda na lozi, ni smokve na drvetu, i lišæe je opalo; i što sam im dao uzeæe im se.
14 The people say, “Why are we sitting around here? Let's get together and run to the fortified towns. We can die there, for the Lord our God is killing us by giving us poisoned water to drink, because we sinned against him.
Što stojimo? skupite se i uðimo u tvrde gradove, i ondje muèimo; jer nas je Gospod Bog naš umuèkao napojivši nas žuèi, jer zgriješismo Gospodu.
15 We hoped for peace, but instead nothing good has come; we hoped for a time of healing, but instead there was only sudden terror.”
Èekasmo mir, ali nema dobra; i vrijeme da ozdravimo, a gle, strah.
16 The snorting of enemy horses can be heard from Dan. The whole country shakes in fear at the sound of the neighing of these strong stallions, They have come to destroy the country and everything in it; Jerusalem and everyone who lives there.
Od Dana èu se frkanje konja njegovijeh, od rzanja pastuha njegovijeh sva se zemlja zatrese, doðoše i pojedoše zemlju i sve što bješe u njoj, gradove i koji življahu u njima.
17 Watch out! I'm sending snakes among you, vipers that can't be charmed. They will come and bite you, declares the Lord.
Jer, evo, ja æu pustiti na vas zmije, aspide, od kojih nema bajanja, te æe vas ujedati, govori Gospod.
18 Nothing comforts me in my suffering; I feel terrible inside.
Okrijepio bih se u žalosti, ali je srce u meni iznemoglo.
19 Listen to my people crying out for help from a distant land, asking “Isn't the Lord present in Zion anymore? Has her King left?” Why have they made me angry, worshiping their carved images and their useless foreign idols?
Eto vike kæeri naroda mojega iz daljne zemlje: zar Gospod nije u Sionu? car njegov zar nije u njemu? Zašto me razgnjeviše svojim likovima rezanijem, tuðim taštinama?
20 “The harvest is over, the summer is finished, but we're not saved,” say the people.
Žetva je prošla, ljeto minulo, a mi se ne izbavismo.
21 I'm crushed by the injuries suffered by my people; I mourn for them. I'm horrified at what's happened!
Satrven sam što je kæi naroda mojega satrvena, u žalosti sam, èudo osvoji me.
22 Isn't there any ointment from Gilead to help heal them? Aren't there any doctors there? So why haven't my people been healed from their wounds?
Nema li balsama u Galadu? nema li ondje ljekara? zašto se dakle ne iscijeli kæi naroda mojega?
