Ezekiel 19
1 A ti, sine čovječji, protuži tužaljkom za knezovima izraelskim.
"Moreover, take 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 your mother? A lioness: she couched among lions, in the midst of the young lions she nourished her cubs.
3 I othrani jedno mlado, koje lavom posta. Naučiv se plijen derati, stade ljude proždirati!
She brought up one of her cubs: 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 to 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 cubs, and made him a young lion.
6 Živeć' tako među lavovima, i on lavom posta. Naučiv se plijen derati, stade ljude proždirati,
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.
He devastated their strongholds, and destroyed their cities; and the land was desolate, and its fullness, 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.
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 on the mountains of Israel.
10 Mati tvoja bješe kao loza pokraj vode zasađena, rodna i granata od obilja vode!
"'Your mother was like a vine in your vineyard, 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.
It had strong rods for the scepters of those who bore 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.
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.
Fire is gone out of the rods of its branches, it has devoured its fruit, so that there is in it no strong rod to be a scepter to rule.' This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation."
