Endagaano Enkadde nʼEndagaano Empya

Okukungubaga 1

Yerusaalemi Kifuuse Matongo

1Ekibuga ekyajjulanga abantu nga kyabuliddwa!

Ekyabanga eky’amaanyi mu mawanga,
    nga kifuuse nga nnamwandu!
Eyali kabaka omukazi ng’alina amasaza,
    afuuse omuddu omukazi.

Ekiro akaaba nnyo nnyini,
    n’amaziga ne gakulukuta ku matama ge.
Mu baganzi be bonna,
    talina n’omu amubeesabeesa.
Mikwano gye bonna bamuliddemu olukwe,
    bafuuse balabe be.

Yuda agenze mu buwaŋŋanguse
    oluvannyuma lw’okubonaabona n’okukozesebwa n’obukambwe ng’omuddu.
Kati abeera mu bannamawanga,
    talaba kifo kya kuwummuliramu.
Bonna abamunoonya bamusanga
    mu nnaku ye.

Enguudo za Sayuuni zikungubaga,
    kubanga tewali n’omu ajja ku mbaga zaakyo ezaalagibwa.
Emiryango gye gyonna girekeddwa awo,
    bakabona be, basinda;
bawala be abaweereza bali mu buyinike,
    naye yennyini ali mu nnaku.

Abamuyigganya bafuuse bakama be;
    abalabe be beeyagala,
kubanga Mukama amuleeseeko ennaku,
    olw’ebibi bye ebingi.
Abaana be batwalibbwa mu buwaŋŋanguse,
    bawambiddwa omulabe.

Ekitiibwa kyonna ekyali ku muwala wa Sayuuni
    kimuweddeko,
abalangira be bafuuse ng’ennangaazi
    ezibuliddwa omuddo;
mu bunafu,
    badduse ababagoba.

Mu nnaku ez’okubonaabona kwe ng’asagaasagana,
    Yerusaalemi ajjukira ebintu eby’omuwendo byonna
    bye yalinanga mu nnaku ez’edda.
Abantu be bwe baagwa mu mikono gy’omulabe,
    tewaali n’omu amubeera;
abalabe be ne bamutunuulira
    ne bamusekerera olw’okugwa kwe.

Yerusaalemi yayonoona nnyo nnyini,
    bw’atyo n’afuuka atali mulongoofu.
Bonna abaamussangamu ekitiibwa bamunyooma,
    kubanga balabye bw’asigalidde awo;
ye yennyini asinda,
    era akwatibwa ensonyi.

Obutali bulongoofu bwe bwali mu birenge bye;
    teyassaayo mwoyo ku bulamu bwe obw’ebiseera ebijja.
Okugwa kwe kwali kwa kyewuunyo;
    tewaali n’omu amubeesabeesa.
“Ayi Mukama, tunuulira okubonaabona kwange,
    kubanga omulabe awangudde.”

10 Omulabe yagololera omukono
    ku bintu bya Yerusaalemi byonna eby’omuwendo;
yalaba amawanga amakaafiiri
    nga gayingira awatukuvu we,
beebo be wali ogaanye
    okuyingira mu kuŋŋaaniro lyo.

11 Abantu be bonna basinda
    nga bwe banoonya ekyokulya;
eby’obugagga byabwe babiwanyisaamu emmere,
    okusobola okuba abalamu.
“Laba, Ayi Mukama Katonda, onziseeko omwoyo
    kubanga nnyoomebwa.”

12 “Mmwe tekibakwatako, mmwe mwenna abayitawo?
    mwetegereze mulabe
obanga waliwo obuyinike obwenkana,
    obwantukako,
Mukama bwe yanteekako
    ku lunaku olw’obusungu bwe obungi.

13 “Yaweereza omuliro okuva waggulu,
    ne gukka mu magumba gange.
Yatega ebigere byange akatimba,
    n’anzizaayo emabega.
Yandeka mpuubadde,
    nga nzirise olunaku lwonna.

14 “Ebibi byange binfuukidde ekikoligo;
    bisibiddwa ne binywezebwa omukono gwe.
Binzitoowerera mu bulago,
    era bimmazeemu amaanyi.
Mukama ampaddeyo mu mikono gy’abo
    be siyinza kugumiikiriza.

15 “Mukama anyoomye
    abalwanyi abazira bonna abaali nange;
akuŋŋaanyizza eggye okunwanyisa,
    okuzikiriza abavubuka bange.
Mukama alinnyiridde Omuwala Embeerera owa Yuda,
    ng’omuntu bw’asambirira ezabbibu mu lyato ng’asogola.

16 “Kyenva nkaaba,
    amaaso gange ne gajjula amaziga,
kubanga tewali n’omu andi kumpi okumbeesabeesa,
    ayinza okunzizaamu amaanyi.
Abaana bange banakuwavu
    kubanga omulabe awangudde.”

17 Sayuuni agolola emikono gye,
    naye tewali n’omu amudduukirira.
Mukama awadde ekiragiro ku Yakobo
    baliraanwa be babeere balabe be;
Yerusaalemi afuuse
    ekintu ekitali kirongoofu wakati mu bo.

18 Mukama mutuukirivu,
    newaakubadde nga najeemera ekiragiro kye.
Muwulirize mmwe amawanga gonna,
    mutunuulire okubonaabona kwange;
Abavubuka bange ne bawala bange
    batwalibbwa mu busibe.

19 “Nakoowoola bannange bannyambe,
    naye tebanfaako;
bakabona bange n’abakadde b’ekibuga kyange
    bazikiririra mu kibuga
nga banoonya ekyokulya
    baddemu amaanyi.

20 “Laba, Ayi Mukama Katonda bwe ndi omunakuwavu!
    Ndi mu kubonaabona,
n’omutima gwange teguteredde
    kubanga njeemye nnyo ekiyitiridde.
Ebweru ekitala kirindiridde okunsanyaawo,
    ne mu nnyumba mulimu kufa kwereere.

21 “Abantu bawulidde okusinda kwange,
    naye tewali n’omu ananyamba.
Abalabe bange bonna bawulidde okusinda kwange;
    basanyukidde ekyo ky’okoze.
Olunaku lwe walangirira,
    lubatuukeko, babeere nga nze.

22 “Obabonereze olw’obutali butuukirivu bwabwe bwonna,
    nga nze bwe wambonereza.
Okusinda kwange kungi
    n’omutima gwange guzirika.”

The Message

Lamentations 1

Worthless, Cheap, Abject!

1Oh, oh, oh . . .
How empty the city, once teeming with people.
    A widow, this city, once in the front rank of nations,
    once queen of the ball, she’s now a drudge in the kitchen.

She cries herself to sleep each night, tears soaking her pillow.
    No one’s left among her lovers to sit and hold her hand.
    Her friends have all dumped her.

After years of pain and hard labor, Judah has gone into exile.
    She camps out among the nations, never feels at home.
    Hunted by all, she’s stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Zion’s roads weep, empty of pilgrims headed to the feasts.
    All her city gates are deserted, her priests in despair.
    Her virgins are sad. How bitter her fate.

Her enemies have become her masters. Her foes are living it up
    because God laid her low, punishing her repeated rebellions.
    Her children, prisoners of the enemy, trudge into exile.

All beauty has drained from Daughter Zion’s face.
    Her princes are like deer famished for food,
    chased to exhaustion by hunters.

Jerusalem remembers the day she lost everything,
    when her people fell into enemy hands, and not a soul there to help.
    Enemies looked on and laughed, laughed at her helpless silence.

Jerusalem, who outsinned the whole world, is an outcast.
    All who admired her despise her now that they see beneath the surface.
    Miserable, she groans and turns away in shame.

She played fast and loose with life, she never considered tomorrow,
    and now she’s crashed royally, with no one to hold her hand:
    “Look at my pain, O God! And how the enemy cruelly struts.”

10 The enemy reached out to take all her favorite things. She watched
    as pagans barged into her Sanctuary, those very people for whom
    you posted orders: keep out: this assembly off-limits.

11 All the people groaned, so desperate for food, so desperate to stay alive
    that they bartered their favorite things for a bit of breakfast:
    “O God, look at me! Worthless, cheap, abject!

12 “And you passersby, look at me! Have you ever seen anything like this?
    Ever seen pain like my pain, seen what he did to me,
    what God did to me in his rage?

13 “He struck me with lightning, skewered me from head to foot,
    then he set traps all around so I could hardly move.
    He left me with nothing—left me sick, and sick of living.

14 “He wove my sins into a rope
    and harnessed me to captivity’s yoke.
    I’m goaded by cruel taskmasters.

15 “The Master piled up my best soldiers in a heap,
    then called in thugs to break their fine young necks.
    The Master crushed the life out of fair virgin Judah.

16 “For all this I weep, weep buckets of tears,
    and not a soul within miles around cares for my soul.
    My children are wasted, my enemy got his way.”

17 Zion reached out for help, but no one helped.
    God ordered Jacob’s enemies to surround him,
    and now no one wants anything to do with Jerusalem.

18 God has right on his side. I’m the one who did wrong.
    Listen everybody! Look at what I’m going through!
    My fair young women, my fine young men, all herded into exile!

19 “I called to my friends; they betrayed me.
    My priests and my leaders only looked after themselves,
    trying but failing to save their own skins.

20 “O God, look at the trouble I’m in! My stomach in knots,
    my heart wrecked by a life of rebellion.
    Massacres in the streets, starvation in the houses.

21 “Oh, listen to my groans. No one listens, no one cares.
    When my enemies heard of the trouble you gave me, they cheered.
    Bring on Judgment Day! Let them get what I got!

22 “Take a good look at their evil ways and give it to them!
    Give them what you gave me for my sins.
    Groaning in pain, body and soul, I’ve had all I can take.”