Ehekiera 19

1 Na whakahuatia he tangi mo nga rangatira o Iharaira,

And thou, lift up a lamentation unto princes of Israel,

2 Mea atu hoki, He aha tou whaea? He raiona uha: i roto ia i nga raiona e takoto ana, ko ana kuao he mea whakatupu nana i roto i nga raiona,

and thou hast said: What [is] thy mother? — a lioness, Among lions she hath crouched down, In the midst of young lions she hath multiplied her whelps.

3 Na atawhaitia ake ana e ia tetahi o ana kuao; kua rahi: kua ako ki te hopu tupapaku mana; kua kai tangata.

And she bringeth up one of her whelps, A young lion it hath been, And it learneth to tear prey, man it hath devoured.

4 I rongo ano nga iwi ki a ia; i mau ia ki roto ki ta ratou poka; na kawea ana e ratou, mekameka rawa, ki te whenua o Ihipa.

And hear of it do nations, In their pit it hath been caught, And they bring it in with chains unto the land of Egypt.

5 Na, i tona kitenga he tatari kau tana a kua kore tana i tumanako ai, na, ka mau ki tetahi atu o ana kuao, meinga ana e ia hei kuao rahi.

And she seeth, that stayed — perished hath her hope, And she taketh one of her whelps, A young lion she hath made it.

6 Na kei te haereere tera i roto i nga raiona, kua rahi, kua ako ki te hopu tupapaku mana: kua kai tangata.

And it goeth up and down in the midst of lions, A young lion it hath been, And it learneth to tear prey, man it hath devoured.

7 I mohio ano ia ki o ratou whare kingi, whakaururuatia ana e ia o ratou pa, moti iho te whenua me ona tini mea i te haruru o tona hamama.

And it knoweth his forsaken habitations, And their cities it hath laid waste, And desolate is the land and its fulness, Because of the voice of his roaring.

8 Katahi ia ka whakaekea e nga iwi o nga kawanatanga i tetahi taha, i tetahi taha; horahia ana e ratou he kupenga ki runga ki a ia; kua mau ia ki roto ki ta ratou poka.

And set against it do nations Round about from the provinces. And they spread out for it their net, In their pit it hath been caught.

9 Na ka tutakina atu ia, mea rawa ki te mekameka, ka kawea ki te kingi o Papurona: i kawea ia ki nga pa kaha, kia kore ai tona reo e rangona i muri ki runga ki nga maunga o Iharaira.

And they put it in prison — in chains, And they bring it unto the king of Babylon, They bring it in unto bulwarks, So that its voice is not heard any more On mountains of Israel.

10 I rite tou whaea ki te waina, ou toto na ano, he mea whakato ki te taha o nga wai: he mea whai hua, he mea whai manga, he maha hoki no nga wai.

Thy mother [is] as a vine in thy blood by waters planted, Fruitful and full of boughs it hath been, Because of many waters.

11 He peka kaha ano ona hei hepeta mo nga kingi; purero tonu ratou, roa tonu, i roto i nga manga pururu, i kitea atu ratou e purero ana, me ona manga maha.

And it hath strong rods for sceptres of rulers, And high is its stature above thick branches, And it appeareth in its height In the multitude of its thin shoots.

12 Otiia i hutia ia i runga i te aritarita, maka iho ki te whenua, maroke ake ona hua i te hau marangai: i whatiwhatiia ona peka kaha, maroke ake; kainga ake e te ahi.

And it is plucked up in fury, To the earth it hath been cast, And the east wind hath dried up its fruit, Broken and withered hath been the rod of its strength, Fire hath consumed it.

13 Na inaianei kua oti ia te whakato ki te koraha, ki te whenua maroke, waikore.

And now — it is planted in a wilderness, In a land dry and thirsty.

14 A kua puta atu he ahi i roto i nga peka o ona manga, pau ake ona hua; kore ake ona peka kaha hei hepeta kingi. He tangi tenei, ka waiho ano hei tangi.

And go forth doth fire from a rod of its boughs, Its fruit it hath devoured, And it hath no rod of strength — a sceptre to rule, Lamentation it [is] — and it is for a lamentation!'