Klagesangene 2
1 Hvor Herren i sin vrede har innhyllet Sions datter i mørke skyer! Han har kastet Israels herlighet fra himmelen til jorden, og han har ikke kommet i hu sine føtters skammel på sin vredes dag.
The Lord has covered the daughter of Zion under the cloud of his anger. He has thrown the splendor of Israel down from heaven to earth. He has not remembered his footstool on the day of his anger.
2 Herren har uten skånsel tilintetgjort alle Jakobs boliger, han har i sin vrede brutt ned Judas datters festninger, kastet dem til jorden; han har vanhelliget riket og dets fyrster.
The Lord has swallowed up and has had no compassion on all the towns of Jacob. In the days of his anger he has thrown down the fortified cities of the daughter of Judah; in dishonor he has brought down to the ground the kingdom and its rulers.
3 Han har i brennende vrede avhugget hvert horn i Israel, dradd sin høire hånd tilbake for fiendens åsyn og satt Jakob i brand lik en ildslue som fortærer rundt omkring.
With fierce anger he has cut off every horn of Israel. He has withdrawn his right hand from before the enemy. He has burned up Jacob like a blazing fire that devours everything around it.
4 Han har spent sin bue som en fiende, stilt sig med sin høire hånd som en motstander og drept alt som var en lyst for vårt øie; i Sions datters telt har han utøst sin vrede som ild.
Like an enemy he has bent his bow toward us, with his right is ready to shoot. He has slaughtered all who had been so pleasing to him in the tent of the daughter of Zion; he has poured out his wrath like fire.
5 Herren er blitt som en fiende, han har tilintetgjort Israel, tilintetgjort alle dets palasser, ødelagt dets festninger og hopet sorg på sorg over Judas datter.
The Lord has become like an enemy. He has swallowed up Israel. He has swallowed up all her palaces. He has destroyed her strongholds. He has increased mourning and lamentation within the daughter of Judah.
6 Han har med vold revet ned sitt gjerde som gjerdet om en have, han har ødelagt sitt forsamlingssted; Herren har latt høitid og sabbat bli glemt i Sion, og i sin vrede og harme forskutt konge og prest.
He has attacked his tabernacle like a garden hut. He has destroyed the place of the solemn assembly. Yahweh has caused both solemn assembly and Sabbath to be forgotten in Zion, for he has despised both king and priest in the indignation of his anger.
7 Herren har forkastet sitt alter, forsmådd sin helligdom; han har overgitt dets palassers murer i fiendens vold; de lot sin røst høre i Herrens hus som på en høitidsdag.
The Lord has rejected his altar and disowned his sanctuary. He has given over the walls of her palaces into the hand of the enemy. They have raised a shout in the house of Yahweh, as on the day of an appointed feast.
8 Herren tenkte på å ødelegge Sions datters mur, han strakte ut målesnoren, han drog ikke sin hånd tilbake fra herjing, og han lot voller og murer sørge; forfalne ligger de der alle.
Yahweh decided to destroy the city wall of the daughter of Zion. He has stretched out the measuring line and has not withheld his hand from destroying the wall. He has made the ramparts and wall to lament; together they wasted away.
9 Dets porter er sunket i jorden, han har ødelagt og sprengt dets bommer; dets konge og dets høvdinger bor blandt hedningene, så der ikke er nogen lov; heller ikke har dets profeter fått noget syn fra Herren.
Her gates have sunk into the ground; he has destroyed and broken the bars of her gate. Her king and her princes are among the nations, the law is no more and her prophets find no vision from Yahweh.
10 Sions datters eldste sitter tause på jorden; de har strødd støv på sitt hode, omgjordet sig med sekk; Jerusalems jomfruer har senket sitt hode til jorden.
The elders of the daughter of Zion sit on the ground in silence. They have thrown dust on their heads and put on sackcloth. The virgins of Jerusalem have bowed their heads to the ground.
11 Mine øine er borttæret av tårer, det gjærer i mitt indre, min lever er utøst til jorden, fordi mitt folks datter er ødelagt, fordi de små barn og de diende vansmektet på byens gater;
My eyes have failed from their tears; my stomach churns; my inner parts are poured out to the ground because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, children and infants faint in the streets of the city.
12 de ropte til sine mødre: Hvor er korn og vin? - da de vansmektet på byens gater lik sårede, da de opgav ånden ved sine mødres barm.
They say to their mothers, “Where is grain and wine?” as they faint like a wounded man in the streets of the city, their lives are poured out on the bosom of their mothers.
13 Hvad skal jeg vidne for dig, hvad skal jeg ligne dig med, du Jerusalems datter? Hvad skal jeg stille ved siden av dig, så jeg kunde trøste dig, du jomfru, Sions datter? For stor som havet er din skade; hvem kan læge dig?
What can I say to you, daughter of Jerusalem? To what can I compare to you, that I may comfort you, virgin daughter of Zion? Your wound is as great as the sea. Who can heal you?
14 Dine profeter har skuet for dig tomme og dårlige ting; de åpenbarte ikke din misgjerning for å avvende ditt fangenskap, men de forkynte dig tomme og villedende spådommer.
Your prophets have seen false and worthless visions for you. They have not exposed your iniquity to restore your fortunes, but for you they gave utterances that are false and misleading.
15 De slår hendene sammen over dig alle de som går forbi på veien; de spotter og ryster på hodet over Jerusalems datter: Er dette den stad de kalte skjønnhetens krone, all jordens glede?
All those who pass along the road clap their hands at you. They hiss and shake their heads against the daughter of Jerusalem and say, “Is this the city that they called 'The Perfection of Beauty,' 'The Joy for All of Earth'?”
16 Alle dine fiender spiler op sin munn mot dig, de spotter og skjærer tenner, de sier: Vi har ødelagt den; ja, dette er den dag vi har ventet på; vi har oplevd den, vi har sett den.
All your enemies open their mouths against you. They sneer and grind their teeth in rage and say, “We have swallowed her up! This is the day we have waited for! We have lived to see it!”
17 Herren har gjort det han hadde tenkt, han har fullbyrdet sitt ord som han hadde forkynt alt i fordums dager, han har brutt ned uten skånsel; og han lot fienden glede sig over dig, han lot dine motstandere bære sine horn høit.
Yahweh has done what he planned to do. He has fulfilled his word. He has overthrown you without pity, for he has permitted the enemy to rejoice over you; he has lifted up the horn of your enemies.
18 Deres hjerte roper til Herren. - Du Sions datters mur! La tårer rinne som bekker dag og natt, unn dig ikke nogen hvile, la ikke ditt øie ha ro!
Their heart cried out to the Lord, walls of the daughter of Zion! Make your tears flow down like a river day and night. Give yourself no relief, your eyes no relief.
19 Stå op, rop høit om natten, når nattevaktene begynner! Utøs ditt hjerte som vann for Herrens åsyn! Løft dine hender til ham for dine barns liv, de som vansmekter av hunger på alle gatehjørner!
Arise, cry out in the night, at the beginning of the night watches! Pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord. Lift up your hands to him for the lives of your children who faint with hunger at the corner of every street.”
20 Se, Herre, se! Hvem har du gjort således med? Skal kvinner ete sin livsfrukt, de spede barn som bæres på armen? Skal prest og profet slås ihjel i Herrens helligdom?
See, Yahweh, and consider those you have dealt in this way. Should women eat the fruit of their wombs, the children whom they have cared for? Should priest and prophet be slaughtered in the sanctuary of the Lord?
21 Ung og gammel ligger på jorden i gatene, mine jomfruer og mine unge menn er falt for sverdet; du slo ihjel på din vredes dag, du slaktet uten skånsel.
Both the young and the old lie on the dust of the streets. My young women and my young men have fallen by the sword; you have slaughtered them without taking pity on them.
22 Som på en høitidsdag kalte du redsler over mig fra alle kanter, og det var ikke på Herrens vredes dag nogen som slapp unda eller blev reddet; dem som jeg hadde båret på armen og opfostret, dem ødela min fiende.
You have summoned, as you would call the people to a feast day, my terrors on every side, on the day of the anger of Yahweh no one escaped or survived; those I cared for and raised, my enemy has destroyed.
