| 1 ἔπεσε Βηλ συνετρίβη Δαγων ἐγένετο τὰ γλυπτὰ αὐτῶν εἰς θηρία καὶ κτήνη αἴρετε αὐτὰ καταδεδεμένα ὡς φορτίον κοπιῶντι 2 καὶ πεινῶντι καὶ ἐκλελυμένῳ οὐκ ἰσχύοντι ἅμα οἳ οὐ δυνήσονται σωθῆναι ἀπὸ πολέμου αὐτοὶ δὲ αἰχμάλωτοι ἤχθησαν 3 ἀκούσατέ μου οἶκος τοῦ Ιακωβ καὶ πᾶν τὸ κατάλοιπον τοῦ Ισραηλ οἱ αἰρόμενοι ἐκ κοιλίας καὶ παιδευόμενοι ἐκ παιδίου 4 ἕως γήρους ἐγώ εἰμι καὶ ἕως ἂν καταγηράσητε ἐγώ εἰμι ἐγὼ ἀνέχομαι ὑμῶν ἐγὼ ἐποίησα καὶ ἐγὼ ἀνήσω ἐγὼ ἀναλήμψομαι καὶ σώσω ὑμᾶς 5 τίνι με ὡμοιώσατε ἴδετε τεχνάσασθε οἱ πλανώμενοι 6 οἱ συμβαλλόμενοι χρυσίον ἐκ μαρσιππίου καὶ ἀργύριον ἐν ζυγῷ στήσουσιν ἐν σταθμῷ καὶ μισθωσάμενοι χρυσοχόον ἐποίησαν χειροποίητα καὶ κύψαντες προσκυνοῦσιν αὐτοῖς 7 αἴρουσιν αὐτὸ ἐπὶ τῶν ὤμων καὶ πορεύονται ἐὰν δὲ θῶσιν αὐτό ἐπὶ τοῦ τόπου αὐτοῦ μένει οὐ μὴ κινηθῇ καὶ ὃς ἂν βοήσῃ πρὸς αὐτόν οὐ μὴ εἰσακούσῃ ἀπὸ κακῶν οὐ μὴ σώσῃ αὐτόν |
1 Here is Bel fallen in pieces, Nabo shattered;[1] their idols a gazing-stock for wild beasts and cattle! Heavy enough the burden you had to carry; 2 these must be left to moulder in a common ruin; comfort they had none for their toiling worshippers,[2] living souls that have gone off into captivity. 3 Listen to me, sons of Jacob, and all the rest of Israel’s race, you whose weight has ever been my burden, like an unborn child, a babe in the womb. 4 You grow old, but I am still the same; the grey hairs come, but I ever uphold you; I must carry you, I that created you, I must bear you away to safety. 5 What comparison, what match will you find for me, what likeness to resemble me? 6 Fools that fetch gold out of a sack, weigh silver in the balance, bid some craftsman make a god they should fall down and worship! 7 Shoulder-high it must be borne, set down on its pedestal; there it stands, powerless to move from its place, deaf to their cry, and in their need bringing no deliverance. |
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Confractus est Bel, contritus est Nabo;
facta sunt simulacra eorum bestiis et jumentis,
onera vestra gravi pondere
usque ad lassitudinem. 2
Contabuerunt, et contrita sunt simul;
non potuerunt salvare portantem,
et anima eorum in captivitatem ibit. 3
Audite me, domus Jacob,
et omne residuum domus Israël;
qui portamini a meo utero,
qui gestamini a mea vulva. 4
Usque ad senectam ego ipse,
et usque ad canos ego portabo;
ego feci, et ego feram;
ego portabo, et salvabo. 5
Cui assimilastis me, et adæquastis,
et comparastis me, et fecistis similem? 6
Qui confertis aurum de sacculo,
et argentum statera ponderatis,
conducentes aurificem ut faciat deum,
et procidunt, et adorant. 7
Portant illum in humeris gestantes,
et ponentes in loco suo,
et stabit, ac de loco suo non movebitur:
sed et cum clamaverint ad eum, non audiet;
de tribulatione non salvabit eos. |