Ezekiel 19
1 Israel phoeiah khoboei rhoek ham na rhahlung phueih pah laeh.
“And you, lift up a lamentation to princes of Israel,
2 'Sathueng lakli kah sathuengnu na nu te thui pah. Sathuengca lakli ah kol tih a ca khaw ping.
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.
3 A ca lamkah pakhat te rhoeng tih, sathuengca la a om hatah maeh ngaeh ham a cang tih hlang a hnom.
And she brings up one of her whelps, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
4 Anih te namtom loh a yaak tih a vaam khuiah a tuuk uh. Te phoeiah thisum neh Egypt khohmuen la a pawk puei uh.
And nations hear of him, He has been caught in their pit, And they bring him to the land of Egypt in chains.
5 A ngaiuep bangla a hmuh vaengah a ngaiuepnah bing coeng dae a ca pakhat te a loh tih sathuengca la a khueh.
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.
6 Te vaengah sathueng lakli ah aka pongpa sathuengca la a om dongah, maeh ngaeh ham a cang tih hlang a hnom.
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.
7 Amah kah lohnong te a ming vaengah a khopuei a khah pah tih, a kawknah ol dongah khohmuen khaw a pum la a rhawp sak.
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.
8 Te vaengah a kaepvai paeng lamkah namtom rhoek te anih taengah mop. Anih ham a lawk a tung uh tih a vaam khuiah a tuuk uh.
And surrounding nations set against him from the provinces. And they spread out their net for him, He has been caught in their pit.
9 Thisum neh soi khuila a khueh uh tih Babylon manghai taengla a khuen uh phoeiah rhalvong khuiah a khueh uh. Te daengah ni a ol te Israel tlang ah a yaak uh voel pawh.
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.
10 Na nu te misur bangla nang thii neh tui taengah a phung. Tui a yet dongah pungtai tih bu.
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.
11 A hlaeng te aka taemrhai kah mancai ham a rhilh om. A sang khaw a bu laklo ah sang tih a sang neh a hlaeng a khawk khaw a tueng pah.
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.
12 Tedae kosi ah a phuk tih diklai la a voeih. Khothoeng yilh ah a thaih rhae tih rhul. A rhilh conghol khaw rhae tih hmai loh a hlawp.
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.
13 Te dongah rhamrhae neh tuihalh khohmuen kah khosoek ah a phung coeng.
And now she is planted in a wilderness, In a dry and thirsty land.
14 A hlaeng amah lamloh hmai puek tih a thaih a hlawp pah. Te dongah aka taemrhai ham mancai la caitueng a rhilh om pah pawh. He rhahlung khaw rhahlung la om coeng.
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!”
