Ezekiel 19
1 Du, Menneskesøn, istem en Klagesang over Israels Fyrster og sig:
“Now you, take up a lamentation against the leaders of Israel
2 Hvor var dog din Moder en Løvinde midt iblandt Løver! Hun hviled blandt unge Løver opfostred Unger.
and say, 'Who was your mother? A lioness, she lived with a lion's son; in the midst of young lions, she nurtured her cubs.
3 En Unge voksede til, en Ungløve blev den; den lærte at røve Rov, Mennesker aad den.
She is the one who raised up one of her cubs to become a young lion, a lion who learned to tear apart his victims, and then he devoured men.
4 Da opbød man Folkene mod den, i Grav blev den fanget, de slæbte den bort med Kroge til Ægyptens Land.
Then the nations heard about him. He was caught in their trap, and they brought him with hooks to the land of Egypt.
5 Da hun saa, at den var ført bort, at Haabet var bristet, tog hun en anden Unge og gjorde til Løve.
Then she saw that although she had waited for his return, her expectation was now gone, so she took another of her cubs and raised him to become a young lion.
6 Den gik imellem Løvinder, en Ungløve blev den, den lærte at røve Rov, Mennesker aad den.
This young lion roamed about in the midst of lions. He was a young lion and learned to tear his victims; he devoured men.
7 Den overfaldt Vædre paa Græs, var Hjordenes Rædsel Landet og dets Fylde stivned af Angst for dens Brøl.
He seized their widows and ruined their cities. The land and its fullness were abandoned because of the sound of his roaring.
8 Og Folkene lagde Snarer rundt omkring den, over den bredte de Nettet, i Grav blev den fanget.
But the nations came against him from the surrounding provinces; they spread their nets over him. He was caught in their trap.
9 De trak den med Kroge i Bur og førte den til Babels Konge, hen til Borgen, at dens Røst ej mer skulde høres paa Israels Bjerge.
With hooks they put him in a cage and then they brought him to the king of Babylon. They brought him to the strongholds so that his voice would no longer be heard on the mountains of Israel.
10 Din Moder var en Vinstok i Vingaarden, plantet ved Vand, frugtbar og rig paa Grene ved rigelig Væde.
Your mother was like a vine planted in your blood beside the water. it was fruitful and full of branches because of the abundance of water.
11 En af dens Grene blev til et Herskerspir dens knejsende Vækst skød op imellem Løvet, let at se i sin Højde, med mange Ranker.
It had strong branches that were used for rulers' scepters, and its size was exalted above the branches, and its height was seen by the greatness of its foliage.
12 Men, i Vrede blev Vinstokken oprykt, slænget til Jorden, Østenstorm tørred dens Frugt, den reves af, dens stolte Gren blev vissen, Ild aad den op.
But the vine was uprooted in fury and thrown down to the earth, and an eastern wind dried out its fruit. Its strong branches were broken off and withered and fire consumed them.
13 Nu er den plantet i Ørkenen, et tørt og tørstigt Land.
So now it is planted in the wilderness, in a land of drought and thirst.
14 Ild for ud af dens Gren, fortæred dens Ranker og Frugt: en stolt Gren findes ej paa den til Herskerspir. Dette er en Klagesang, og en Klagesang blev det.
For fire went out from her large branches and consumed its fruit. There is no strong branch on it, no scepter to rule.' This is a lamentation and will be sung as a lamentation.”
