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Klagesangene 1

Jerusalem i sorg

1Ak ja, den travle by er nu folketom.
    Den storslåede by sidder tilbage som en fattig enke.
        Dronningen blandt byer blev degraderet til tjenestepige.
Byen jamrer og græder natten lang.
    Ingen kommer for at trøste hende i sorgen.
        Alle de gamle venner har svigtet hende.
Det judæiske folk blev mishandlet og ført bort som slaver.
    De vansmægter nu i det fremmede uden at finde hvile.
        De kunne ikke undslippe, da fjenden oversvømmede byen.
Efter at templet blev ødelagt, er det forbi med højtid og fest.
    Vejene op til Jerusalem er øde, og byens gader tomme.
        Præsterne sørger, pigerne græder, hele byen er fortvivlet.
Fjenderne gik af med sejren og plyndrede byen.
    Det var Herrens straf for al folkets ulydighed.
        Alle byens indbyggere blev ført bort som slaver.
Glansen er fuldstændig gået af den før så herlige by.
    Byens ledere var udhungrede som hjorte, der forgæves leder efter føde.
        De var for udmattede til at undslippe deres forfølgere.
Hjemløs og fattig sidder Jerusalem og mindes de skatte, hun[a] har mistet.
    Ingen af hendes venner kom hende til hjælp mod fjendens angreb.
        Hun blev hånet og spottet af den overlegne fjende.
Ingen vil længere se op til Jerusalem, som de gjorde engang.
    Hun blev ydmyget og plyndret på grund af sine mange synder.
        Nu sidder hun og jamrer, afklædt og skamfuld.
Jerusalem var utro mod Herren uden at tænke på følgerne.
    Hun fik en frygtelig straf, og der er ingen, der trøster hende.
        „Se min elendighed!” råber hun til Herren. „Min fjende foragter mig!”
10 Katastrofen er ikke til at bære, for alt er tabt.
    Ikke alene blev alle byens værdier plyndret,
        men fremmede folkeslag brød ind i templet og vanhelligede det.
11 Lidelsen ramte alle, som boede i byen.
    Hungersnøden tvang dem til at sælge deres sidste ejendele for lidt mad.
        Byen råber i sin nød: „Ak, Herre, se dog, hvor foragtet jeg er!
12 Mon der findes en større smerte end min?
    Hvad mener I, der står og ser på min ulykke?
        Det er jo Herren selv, der har sendt sin straf.
13 Nettet blev kastet ud over mig, og han fangede mig i fælden.
    Dommen kom ned fra himlen som en fortærende ild.
        Ensom og forladt sidder jeg her i min stadige pine.
14 Om halsen på mig ligger en byrde, som tynger mig til jorden.
    Alle mine synder har han lagt som et åg på mine skuldre.
        Jeg kunne intet gøre mod de mægtige fjender, han sendte.
15 På slagmarken ligger mine døde, tapre krigere.
    Han sendte en mægtig hær mod mine unge soldater.
        Han trampede på os, som man tramper druer i vinpersen.
16 Resultatet er en stadig strøm af tårer.
    Der er ingen til at trøste og hjælpe mig.
        Alt er håbløst, for fjenden har besejret os totalt.”

17 Selv om byen beder om nåde, er der ingen trøst at hente.
    Det var Herren, der befalede nabofolkene at gå imod Israel.
        De ser nu på Jerusalem som det værste skidt.

18 „Trods mine lidelser,” siger Jerusalem, „ved jeg, at Herrens dom var retfærdig,
    for vi gjorde oprør imod alle hans befalinger.
        Forstå min smerte, alle I folkeslag: Mine indbyggere er ført bort som slaver.
19 Uanset mit råb om hjælp blev jeg svigtet af mine nærmeste venner.
    Mine præster og ledere bukkede under for hungersnøden,
        forgæves søgte de efter mad nok til at overleve.
20 Vær mig nådig, Herre, for jeg erkender min synd.
    De, der vovede sig ud på gaden, blev dræbt af sværdet,
        men de, der blev inde i husene, bukkede under for sulten.
21 Ynkelige suk er alt, hvad jeg kan ytre, og der kommer ingen for at trøste mig.
    Mine fjender fryder sig over den dom, du har afsagt over mig.
        Gid du snart vil fælde dom over dem, ligesom du dømte mig.
22 Åh, Herre, glem ikke al deres ondskab!
    Straf dem, som du har straffet mig!
        Mit hjerte er fuldt af sorg, og jeg sukker konstant.”

Notas al pie

  1. 1,7 Byer er i bibelsk poesi altid hunkøn.

New Living Translation

Lamentations 1

Sorrow in Jerusalem

1Jerusalem, once so full of people,
    is now deserted.
She who was once great among the nations
    now sits alone like a widow.
Once the queen of all the earth,
    she is now a slave.

She sobs through the night;
    tears stream down her cheeks.
Among all her lovers,
    there is no one left to comfort her.
All her friends have betrayed her
    and become her enemies.

Judah has been led away into captivity,
    oppressed with cruel slavery.
She lives among foreign nations
    and has no place of rest.
Her enemies have chased her down,
    and she has nowhere to turn.

The roads to Jerusalem[a] are in mourning,
    for crowds no longer come to celebrate the festivals.
The city gates are silent,
    her priests groan,
her young women are crying—
    how bitter is her fate!

Her oppressors have become her masters,
    and her enemies prosper,
for the Lord has punished Jerusalem
    for her many sins.
Her children have been captured
    and taken away to distant lands.

All the majesty of beautiful Jerusalem[b]
    has been stripped away.
Her princes are like starving deer
    searching for pasture.
They are too weak to run
    from the pursuing enemy.

In the midst of her sadness and wandering,
    Jerusalem remembers her ancient splendor.
But now she has fallen to her enemy,
    and there is no one to help her.
Her enemy struck her down
    and laughed as she fell.

Jerusalem has sinned greatly,
    so she has been tossed away like a filthy rag.
All who once honored her now despise her,
    for they have seen her stripped naked and humiliated.
All she can do is groan
    and hide her face.

She defiled herself with immorality
    and gave no thought to her future.
Now she lies in the gutter
    with no one to lift her out.
Lord, see my misery,” she cries.
    “The enemy has triumphed.”

10 The enemy has plundered her completely,
    taking every precious thing she owns.
She has seen foreigners violate her sacred Temple,
    the place the Lord had forbidden them to enter.

11 Her people groan as they search for bread.
    They have sold their treasures for food to stay alive.
“O Lord, look,” she mourns,
    “and see how I am despised.

12 “Does it mean nothing to you, all you who pass by?
    Look around and see if there is any suffering like mine,
which the Lord brought on me
    when he erupted in fierce anger.

13 “He has sent fire from heaven that burns in my bones.
    He has placed a trap in my path and turned me back.
He has left me devastated,
    racked with sickness all day long.

14 “He wove my sins into ropes
    to hitch me to a yoke of captivity.
The Lord sapped my strength and turned me over to my enemies;
    I am helpless in their hands.

15 “The Lord has treated my mighty men
    with contempt.
At his command a great army has come
    to crush my young warriors.
The Lord has trampled his beloved city[c]
    like grapes are trampled in a winepress.

16 “For all these things I weep;
    tears flow down my cheeks.
No one is here to comfort me;
    any who might encourage me are far away.
My children have no future,
    for the enemy has conquered us.”

17 Jerusalem reaches out for help,
    but no one comforts her.
Regarding his people Israel,[d]
    the Lord has said,
“Let their neighbors be their enemies!
    Let them be thrown away like a filthy rag!”

18 “The Lord is right,” Jerusalem says,
    “for I rebelled against him.
Listen, people everywhere;
    look upon my anguish and despair,
for my sons and daughters
    have been taken captive to distant lands.

19 “I begged my allies for help,
    but they betrayed me.
My priests and leaders
    starved to death in the city,
even as they searched for food
    to save their lives.

20 Lord, see my anguish!
    My heart is broken
and my soul despairs,
    for I have rebelled against you.
In the streets the sword kills,
    and at home there is only death.

21 “Others heard my groans,
    but no one turned to comfort me.
When my enemies heard about my troubles,
    they were happy to see what you had done.
Oh, bring the day you promised,
    when they will suffer as I have suffered.

22 “Look at all their evil deeds, Lord.
    Punish them,
as you have punished me
    for all my sins.
My groans are many,
    and I am sick at heart.”

Notas al pie

  1. 1:4 Hebrew Zion; also in 1:17.
  2. 1:6 Hebrew of the daughter of Zion.
  3. 1:15 Hebrew the virgin daughter of Judah.
  4. 1:17 Hebrew Jacob. The names “Jacob” and “Israel” are often interchanged throughout the Old Testament, referring sometimes to the individual patriarch and sometimes to the nation.