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: —How lay thy mother at ease, a lioness among lions! Among 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 seize the prey; he devoured men.
4 Narodi se protiv njega udružiše, lav upade u jamu njihovu, na lancu ga odvedoše u zemlju egipatsku.
And when the nations heard of him, he was taken in their pit, And they brought him with nose-rings 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.
And when she saw that she waited in vain, and that her hope was lost, She took another of her whelps, and she 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 seize the prey; he devoured men.
7 utvrde im rušiti, pustošiti gradove. Uzdrhta zemlja i sve na njoj od silne rike njegove.
He knew their widows, and laid waste their cities, And the land was desolate, and all that was therein, before the voice 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 themselves against him on every side from the provinces, And 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 with nose rings into a cage, And carried him to the king of Babylon. And they carried him to a stronghold, That his voice might be heard no more 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 planted like thyself by the waters; She 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.
She had strong rods for sceptres of rulers, And her stature was high among the thick branches, So that she was conspicuous in her height, And the multitude of her 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 she was plucked up in fury, She was cast down to the ground, And the east wind dried up her fruit. Her strong rods were broken and withered; The fire consumed them.
13 U pustinju bje presađena, u zemlju suhu, bezvodnu.
And now she is planted in the desert, 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 a fire is gone forth out of a rod of her branches, Which hath devoured her fruit, So that she hath no strong rod for a ruler's sceptre. This is a lamentation, and it shall be for a lamentation.
