Ezekiel 19
1 A ti, sine čovječji, protuži tužaljkom za knezovima izraelskim.
Moreover, take thou up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
2 Reci: Što bijaše tvoja mati? Lavica među lavovima, ležala je među lavićima, hraneći mladunčad svoju.
and say, What was thy mother? A lioness: she couched among lions, in the midst of the young lions she nourished her whelps.
3 I othrani jedno mlado, koje lavom posta. Naučiv se plijen derati, stade ljude proždirati!
And she brought up one of her whelps: he became a young lion, and he learned to catch the prey; he devoured men.
4 Narodi se protiv njega udružiše, lav upade u jamu njihovu, na lancu ga odvedoše u zemlju egipatsku.
The nations also heard of him; he was taken in their pit; and they brought him with hooks unto the land of Egypt.
5 A kad mati vidje da uzalud čeka i da joj nada propade, uze drugo mlado i od njega lava učini.
Now when she saw that she had waited, and her hope was lost, then she took another of her whelps, and made him a young lion.
6 Živeć' tako među lavovima, i on lavom posta. Naučiv se plijen derati, stade ljude proždirati,
And he went up and down among the lions; he became a young lion, and he learned to catch the prey; he devoured men.
7 utvrde im rušiti, pustošiti gradove. Uzdrhta zemlja i sve na njoj od silne rike njegove.
And he knew their palaces, and laid waste their cities; and the land was desolate, and the fulness thereof, because of the noise of his roaring.
8 Ali se ljudi iz okolnih mjesta protiv njega podigoše i zamke mu postaviše; i lav se uhvati u jamu njihovu.
Then the nations set against him on every side from the provinces; and they spread their net over him; he was taken in their pit.
9 Okovana u kavez ga zatvoriše, odvedoše kralju babilonskom, ondje ga u kulu zatočiše, da mu se više ne čuje rika po gorama izraelskim.
And they put him in a cage with hooks, and brought him to the king of Babylon; they brought him into strongholds, that his voice should no more be heard upon the mountains of Israel.
10 Mati tvoja bješe kao loza pokraj vode zasađena, rodna i granata od obilja vode!
Thy mother was like a vine, in thy blood, planted by the waters: it was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.
11 Imala je jaku granu za palicu vladalačku: uzdiže se nad krošnju, naočita visinom, mnoštvom grančica.
And it had strong rods for the sceptres of them that bare rule, and their stature was exalted among the thick boughs, and they were seen in their height with the multitude of their branches.
12 Al' u gnjevu bješe iščupana i na zemlju bačena. Istočnjak joj rod sasuši: polomi se i uvenu jaka grana njezina i vatra je svu proguta.
But it was plucked up in fury, it was cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up its fruit: its strong rods were broken off and withered; the fire consumed them.
13 U pustinju bje presađena, u zemlju suhu, bezvodnu.
And now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.
14 Al' liznu oganj iz pruta njezina i spali joj grane i plodove! I nema više na njoj grane jake za palicu vladalačku.” To je, evo tužaljka, i ostat će tužaljka.
And fire is gone out of the rods of its branches, it hath devoured its fruit, so that there is in it no strong rod to be a sceptre to rule. This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation.
