Ezekiel 19
1 “And you, lift up a lamentation to princes of Israel,
Et tu assume planctum super principes Israël,
2 and you have said: What [is] your mother? A lioness, She has crouched down among lions, She has multiplied her whelps in the midst of young lions.
et dices: Quare mater tua leæna inter leones cubavit? in medio leunculorum enutrivit catulos suos?
3 And she brings up one of her whelps, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
Et eduxit unum de leunculis suis, et leo factus est: et didicit capere prædam, hominemque comedere.
4 And nations hear of him, He has been caught in their pit, And they bring him to the land of Egypt in chains.
Et audierunt de eo gentes: et non absque vulneribus suis ceperunt eum, et adduxerunt eum in catenis in terram Ægypti.
5 And as she waited she sees that her hope has perished, And she takes one of her whelps, She has made him a young lion.
Quæ cum vidisset quoniam infirmata est, et periit exspectatio ejus, tulit unum de leunculis suis; leonem constituit eum.
6 And he goes up and down in the midst of lions, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
Qui incedebat inter leones, et factus est leo: et didicit prædam capere, et homines devorare:
7 And he knows his forsaken habitations, And he has laid waste [to] their cities, And the land and its fullness is desolate, Because of the voice of his roaring.
didicit viduas facere, et civitates earum in desertum adducere: et desolata est terra et plenitudo ejus a voce rugitus illius.
8 And surrounding nations set against him from the provinces. And they spread out their net for him, He has been caught in their pit.
Et convenerunt adversus eum gentes undique de provinciis, et expanderunt super eum rete suum: in vulneribus earum captus est,
9 And they put him in prison—in chains, And they bring him to the king of Babylon, They bring him into bulwarks, So that his voice is not heard On mountains of Israel anymore.
et miserunt eum in caveam: in catenis adduxerunt eum ad regem Babylonis, miseruntque eum in carcerem, ne audiretur vox ejus ultra super montes Israël.
10 Your mother, like the vine in your blood, Is being planted by waters, She was bearing fruit and full of boughs, Because of many waters.
Mater tua quasi vinea in sanguine tuo super aquam plantata est: fructus ejus et frondes ejus creverunt ex aquis multis.
11 And she has strong rods for scepters of rulers, And she is high in stature above—between thick branches, And it appears in its height In the multitude of its thin shoots.
Et factæ sunt ei virgæ solidæ in sceptra dominantium, et exaltata est statura ejus inter frondes, et vidit altitudinem suam in multitudine palmitum suorum.
12 And she is plucked up in fury, She has been cast to the earth, And the east wind has dried up her fruit, [The] rod of her strength has been broken and withered, Fire has consumed it.
Et evulsa est in ira, in terramque projecta, et ventus urens siccavit fructum ejus: marcuerunt et arefactæ sunt virgæ roboris ejus: ignis comedit eam.
13 And now she is planted in a wilderness, In a dry and thirsty land.
Et nunc transplantata est in desertum, in terra invia et sitienti.
14 And fire goes forth from a rod of her boughs, It has devoured her fruit, And she has no rod of strength—a scepter to rule, A lamentation—and she has become for a lamentation!”
Et egressus est ignis de virga ramorum ejus, qui fructum ejus comedit: et non fuit in ea virga fortis, sceptrum dominantium. Planctus est, et erit in planctum.
