Jeremiah 4

Circumcise yourselves to the Lord,
    circumcise your hearts,
    you people of Judah and inhabitants of Jerusalem,
or my wrath will flare up and burn like fire
    because of the evil you have done—
    burn with no one to quench it.

اخْتَتِنُوا لِلرَّبِّ، وَأَزِيلُوا قُلَفَ قُلُوبِكُمْ (أَيْ طَهِّرُوا عُقُولَكُمْ وَقُلُوبَكُمْ وَلَيْسَ أَجْسَادَكُمْ فَقَطْ) لِئَلَّا يَتَفَجَّرَ غَضَبِي كَنَارٍ فَتُحْرِقَ وَلَيْسَ مَنْ يُخْمِدُهَا، مِنْ جَرَّاءِ أَعْمَالِكُمُ الشِّرِّيرَةِ.

كارثة من الشمال

“Announce in Judah and proclaim in Jerusalem and say:
    ‘Sound the trumpet throughout the land!’
Cry aloud and say:
    ‘Gather together!
    Let us flee to the fortified cities!’

أَذِيعُوا فِي يَهُوذَا، وَأَعْلِنُوا فِي أُورُشَلِيمَ قَائِلِينَ: انْفُخُوا بِالْبُوقِ فِي الْبِلادِ، وَنَادُوا بِصَوْتٍ مُرْتَفِعٍ، وَقُولُوا: احْتَشِدُوا وَلْنَدْخُلِ الْمُدُنَ الْمُحَصَّنَةَ،

Raise the signal to go to Zion!
    Flee for safety without delay!
For I am bringing disaster from the north,
    even terrible destruction.”

ارْفَعُوا الرَّايَةَ دَاعِينَ لِلُّجُوءِ إِلَى صِهْيَوْنَ. لُوذُوا بِمَأْمَنٍ. لَا تَتَقَاعَسُوا، لأَنِّي جَالِبٌ عَلَيْكُمْ مِنَ الشِّمَالِ دَمَاراً وَخَرَاباً.

A lion has come out of his lair;
    a destroyer of nations has set out.
He has left his place
    to lay waste your land.
Your towns will lie in ruins
    without inhabitant.

قَدْ بَرَزَ أَسَدٌ مِنْ عَرِينِهِ، وَزَحَفَ مُدَمِّرُ الشُّعُوبِ. قَدْ أَقْبَلَ مِنْ مَكَانِهِ لِيَخْرِبَ أَرْضَكُمْ، فَتُصْبِحُ مُدُنُكُمْ أَطْلالاً مَهْجُورَةً مِنَ السُّكَّانِ.

So put on sackcloth,
    lament and wail,
for the fierce anger of the Lord
    has not turned away from us.

لِذَلِكَ تَمَنْطَقُوا بِالْمُسُوحِ، وَنُوحُوا وَوَلْوِلُوا، لأَنَّ غَضَبَ الرَّبِّ الْمُحْتَدِمَ لَمْ يَرْتَدَّ عَنَّا»

“In that day,” declares the Lord,
    “the king and the officials will lose heart,
the priests will be horrified,
    and the prophets will be appalled.”

Look! He advances like the clouds,
    his chariots come like a whirlwind,
his horses are swifter than eagles.
    Woe to us! We are ruined!

انْظُرُوا، هَا هُوَ مُقْبِلٌ كَسَحَابٍ، وَمَرْكَبَاتُهُ كَزَوْبَعَةٍ، وَجِيَادُهُ أَسْرَعُ مِنَ النُّسُورِ. وَيْلٌ لَنَا لأَنَّنَا قَدْ هَلَكْنَا.

Jerusalem, wash the evil from your heart and be saved.
    How long will you harbor wicked thoughts?

يَا أُورُشَلِيمُ، اغْسِلِي مِنَ الشَّرِّ قَلْبَكِ فَتَخْلُصِي. إِلَى مَتَى تَظَلُّ أَفْكَارُكِ الْبَاطِلَةُ مُتَرَعْرِعَةً فِي وَسَطِكِ؟

A voice is announcing from Dan,
    proclaiming disaster from the hills of Ephraim.

هَا صَوْتٌ يُنَادِي مِنْ أَرْضِ ذُرِّيَّةِ دَانٍ، يُعْلِنُ عَنْ وُقُوعِ كَارِثَةٍ مِنْ جَبَلِ أَفْرَايِمَ.

“Tell this to the nations,
    proclaim concerning Jerusalem:
‘A besieging army is coming from a distant land,
    raising a war cry against the cities of Judah.

«خَبِّرُوا الأُمَمَ وَأَعْلِنُوهُ لأَهْلِ أُورُشَلِيمَ: إنَّ جَيْشَ الْمُحَاصِرِينَ مُقْبِلٌ مِنْ أَرْضٍ بَعِيدَةٍ، وَقَدْ أَطْلَقَ هُتَافَاتِ الْحَرْبِ عَلَى مُدُنِ يَهُوذَا.

They surround her like men guarding a field,
    because she has rebelled against me,’”
declares the Lord.

أَحَاطُوا بِها كَحُرَّاسِ الْحُقُولِ لأَنَّهَا تَمَرَّدَتْ عَلَيَّ» يَقُولُ الرَّبُّ.

“Your own conduct and actions
    have brought this on you.
This is your punishment.
    How bitter it is!
    How it pierces to the heart!”

«طُرُقُكِ وَأَعْمَالُكِ جَرَّتْ عَلَيْكِ هَذَا الْعِقَابَ، هَذَا قَصَاصُكِ وَمَا أَمَرَّهُ مِنْ قَصَاصٍ، لأَنَّهُ يَخْتَرِقُ ذَاتَ قَلْبِكِ».

Oh, my anguish, my anguish!
    I writhe in pain.
Oh, the agony of my heart!
    My heart pounds within me,
    I cannot keep silent.
For I have heard the sound of the trumpet;
    I have heard the battle cry.

لَشَدَّ مَا أَتَعَذَّبُ! لَشَدَّ مَا أَتَعَذَّبُ! قَلْبِي يَتَلَوَّى أَلَماً. فُؤَادِي يَئِنُّ فِي دَاخِلِي فَلا أَسْتَطِيعُ الصَّمْتَ، لأَنِّي سَمِعْتُ دَوِيَّ الْبُوقِ وَصَيْحَاتِ الْقِتَالِ.

Disaster follows disaster;
    the whole land lies in ruins.
In an instant my tents are destroyed,
    my shelter in a moment.

كَارِثَةٌ فِي أَعْقَابِ كَارِثَةٍ، وَالأَرْضُ قَاطِبَةً قَدِ اسْتَحَالَتْ خَرَاباً، فَتَهَدَّمَتْ فِي لَحْظَةٍ خِيَامِي، وَبُيُوتِي تَدَمَّرَتْ بَغْتَةً.

How long must I see the battle standard
    and hear the sound of the trumpet?

إِلَى مَتَى أَظَلُّ أَرَى رَايَةَ الْمَعْرَكَةِ، وَأَسْمَعُ دَوِيَّ الْبُوقِ؟

“My people are fools;
    they do not know me.
They are senseless children;
    they have no understanding.
They are skilled in doing evil;
    they know not how to do good.”

«إِنَّ قَوْمِي حَمْقَى لَا يَعْرِفُونَنِي. هُمْ أَبْنَاءٌ أَغْبِيَاءُ مُجَرَّدُونَ مِنَ الْفَهْمِ، حَاذِقُونَ فِي ارْتِكَابِ الشَّرِّ، وَجُهَلاءُ فِي صُنْعِ الْخَيْرِ».

I looked at the earth,
    and it was formless and empty;
and at the heavens,
    and their light was gone.

تَأَمَّلْتُ الأَرْضَ فَإِذَا هِيَ خَرِبَةٌ خَاوِيَةٌ، وَتَطَلَّعْتُ إِلَى السَّمَاءِ فَإِذَا هِيَ مُظْلِمَةٌ.

I looked at the mountains,
    and they were quaking;
    all the hills were swaying.

نَظَرْتُ إِلَى الْجِبَالِ وَإذَا بِها تَرْتَجِفُ، وَإِلَى الآكَامِ وَإذَا بِها تَتَقَلْقَلُ.

I looked, and there were no people;
    every bird in the sky had flown away.

تَلَفَّتُّ حَوْلِي فَلَمْ أَجِدْ إِنْسَاناً، وَإذَا كُلُّ الطُّيُورِ قَدْ هَرَبَتْ.

I looked, and the fruitful land was a desert;
    all its towns lay in ruins
    before the Lord, before his fierce anger.

Therefore the earth will mourn
    and the heavens above grow dark,
because I have spoken and will not relent,
    I have decided and will not turn back.”

فَمِنْ أَجْلِ هَذَا تَنُوحُ الأَرْضُ وَتُظْلِمُ السَّمَاوَاتُ مِنْ فَوْقُ، لأَنِّي قَدْ نَطَقْتُ بِقَضَائِي. وَهَكَذَا قَرَّرْتُ، لِذَلِكَ لَا أَنْدَمُ وَلا أَرْجِعُ عَنْ عَزْمِي.»

At the sound of horsemen and archers
    every town takes to flight.
Some go into the thickets;
    some climb up among the rocks.
All the towns are deserted;
    no one lives in them.

مِنْ جَلَبَةِ الْفَارِسِ وَرَامِي السِّهَامِ يَهْرُبُ أَهْلُ الْمُدُنِ، وَيُوْغِلُونَ فِي الْغَابَاتِ وَيَتَسَلَّقُونَ الصُّخُورَ. قَدْ أَصْبَحَتِ الْمُدُنُ جَمِيعُهَا مَهْجُورَةً لَا يُقِيمُ فِيهَا إِنْسَانٌ.

What are you doing, you devastated one?
    Why dress yourself in scarlet
    and put on jewels of gold?
Why highlight your eyes with makeup?
    You adorn yourself in vain.
Your lovers despise you;
    they want to kill you.

وَأَنْتِ أَيَّتُهَا الْمَدِينَةُ الْمُوْحِشَةُ، مَاذَا تَصْنَعِينَ؟ مَهْمَا لَبِسْتِ الثِّيَابَ الْقِرْمِزِيَّةَ، وَتَحَلَّيْتِ بِزِينَةٍ مِنْ ذَهَبٍ، مَهْمَا كَحَّلْتِ عَيْنَيْكِ، فَبَاطِلاً تُجَمِّلِينَ ذَاتَكِ، فَقَدْ نَبَذَكِ عُشَّاقُكِ وَسَعَوْا لِلْقَضَاءِ عَلَيْكِ.

I hear a cry as of a woman in labor,
    a groan as of one bearing her first child—
the cry of Daughter Zion gasping for breath,
    stretching out her hands and saying,
“Alas! I am fainting;
    my life is given over to murderers.”