Ezekiel 19
1 Og du, opløft et Klagemaal over Israels Fyrster,
“As for you, take up a lament for the princes of Israel
2 og sig: Hvad er din Moder? en Løvinde; iblandt Løvinder laa hun; iblandt unge Løver opdrog hun sine Unger.
and say: ‘What was your mother? A lioness among the lions! She lay down among the young lions; she reared her cubs.
3 Og hun opdrog een af sine Unger, den blev en ung Løve, og den lærte at røve Rov, den aad Mennesker.
She brought up one of her cubs, and he became a young lion. After learning to tear his prey, he devoured men.
4 Der Hedningerne hørte om ham, blev han fangen i deres Grav, og de førte ham i Lænker til Ægyptens Land.
When the nations heard of him, he was trapped in their pit. With hooks they led him away to the land of Egypt.
5 Og da hun saa, at det trak ud og blev til intet med hendes Haab, tog hun en anden af sine Unger og gjorde en ung Løve af den.
When she saw that she had waited in vain, that her hope was lost, she took another of her cubs and made him a young lion.
6 Og den vandrede midt iblandt Løver, den blev en ung Løve, og den lærte at røve Rov, den aad Mennesker.
He prowled among the lions, and became a young lion. After learning to tear his prey, he devoured men.
7 Og denne skændede deres Enker og ødelagde deres Stæder; og Landet, og hvad der var i det, forfærdedes for hans Brølens Røst.
He broke down their strongholds and devastated their cities. The land and everything in it shuddered at the sound of his roaring.
8 Og Hedningerne trindt omkring fra Landskaberne opstillede imod ham og udbredte over ham deres Garn, han blev fangen i deres Grav.
Then the nations set out against him from the provinces on every side. They spread their net over him; he was trapped in their pit.
9 Og de satte ham i et Bur, i Lænker, og førte ham til Kongen af Babel: De førte ham til Fæstningerne, paa det hans Røst ikke mere skulde høres paa Israels Bjerge.
With hooks they caged him and brought him to the king of Babylon. They brought him into captivity so that his roar was heard no longer on the mountains of Israel.
10 Da du var stille, var din Moder som et Vintræ, plantet ved Vand, det var frugtbart og løvrigt af det meget Vand.
Your mother was like a vine in your vineyard, planted by the water; it was fruitful and full of branches because of the abundant waters.
11 Og det fik stærke Grene til Herskerspir, og det voksede højt op imellem Skyerne; og det saas i sin Højde med sine mange Grene.
It had strong branches, fit for a ruler’s scepter. It towered high above the thick branches, conspicuous for its height and for its dense foliage.
12 Da blev det oprykket i Vrede, kastet til Jorden, og Østenvejr tørrede dets Frugter; dets stærke Grene bleve afbrudte og tørre, Ild fortærede dem.
But it was uprooted in fury, cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up its fruit. Its strong branches were stripped off and they withered; the fire consumed them.
13 Men nu er det plantet i Ørken, udi et tørt og tørstigt Land.
Now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.
14 Og der er en Ild udgangen fra dets udstrakte Grene, den fortærede dets Frugt, at der ikke er bleven en stærk Gren paa det til et Herskerspir; dette er et Klagemaal og skal være til et Klagemaal.
Fire has gone out from its main branch and devoured its fruit; on it no strong branch remains fit for a ruler’s scepter.’ This is a lament and shall be used as a lament.”
