Ezekiel 19
1 Take up now a song of grief for the ruler of Israel, and say,
A ti narièi za knezovima Izrailjevijem;
2 What was your mother? Like a she-lion among lions, stretched out among the young lions she gave food to her little ones.
I reci: šta bješe mati tvoja? lavica; meðu lavovima ležaše, mlad svoju meðu lavovima hranjaše.
3 And one of her little ones came to growth under her care, and became a young lion, learning to go after beasts for his food; and he took men for his meat.
I othrani jedno mlade svoje, i posta laviæ, i nauèiv se loviti žderaše ljude.
4 And the nations had news of him; he was taken in the hole they had made: and, pulling him with hooks, they took him into the land of Egypt.
I èuše narodi za nj; uhvati se u jamu njihovu, i odvedoše ga u verigama u zemlju Misirsku.
5 Now when she saw that her hope was made foolish and gone, she took another of her little ones and made him into a young lion.
A ona kad vidje gdje se nada ali joj nad propade, uze jedno mlade svoje, i uèini od njega laviæa.
6 And he went up and down among the lions and became a young lion, learning to go after beasts for his food; and he took men for his meat.
I on iduæi meðu lavovima posta laviæ, i nauèi se loviti i žderaše ljude.
7 And he sent destruction on their widows and made waste their towns; and the land and everything in it became waste because of the loud sound of his voice.
I pozna dvore njihove, i pustošaše gradove njihove tako da opustje zemlja i što je u njoj od rike njegove.
8 Then the nations came against him from the kingdoms round about: their net was stretched over him and he was taken in the hole they had made.
I ustaše na nj narodi iz okolnijeh zemalja, i razapeše mu mrežu svoju, i uhvati se u jamu njihovu.
9 They made him a prisoner with hooks, and took him to the king of Babylon; they put him in the strong place so that his voice might be sounding no longer on the mountains of Israel.
I metnuše ga u krletku u verigama, i odvedoše ga caru Vavilonskom, i metnuše ga u grad da mu se više ne èuje glas po gorama Izrailjevijem.
10 Your mother was in comparison like a vine, planted by the waters: she was fertile and full of branches because of the great waters.
Dok bijaše miran, mati tvoja bijaše kao vinova loza, posaðena kraj vode, rodna i granata bijaše od mnoge vode.
11 And she had a strong rod for a rod of authority for the rulers, and it became tall among the clouds and it was seen lifted up among the number of its branches.
I bijahu na njoj jaki prutovi za palicu vladalaèku, i rastom svojim uzvisi se iznad gustijeh grana, i bi naoèita visinom svojom, mnoštvom grana svojih.
12 But she was uprooted in burning wrath, and made low on the earth; the east wind came, drying her up, and her branches were broken off; her strong rod became dry, the fire made a meal of it.
Ali bi išèupana u gnjevu i na zemlju baèena, i ustoka osuši rod njezin; polomiše se i posušiše se jaki prutovi njezini; oganj ih proždrije.
13 And now she is planted in the waste land, in a dry and unwatered country.
A sada je posaðena u pustinji, u zemlji suhoj i bezvodnoj.
14 And fire has gone out from her rod, causing the destruction of her branches, so that there is no strong rod in her to be the ruler's rod of authority. This is a song of grief, and it was for a song of grief.
I izaðe oganj iz pruta grana njezinijeh i proždrije rod njezin da nema na njoj pruta jaka za palicu vladalaèku. To je naricanje, i biæe naricanje.
