Ezekiel 19
1 “Moreover, take up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
Hothloilah, Isarel khobawinaw hanlah kalung na sak pouh hane teh,
2 and say, ‘What was your mother? A lioness. She couched among lions, in the middle of the young lions she nourished her cubs.
Na manu teh api nama, Sendek napui doeh, a canaw kawkhik laihoi Sendekcanaw koe a tabo.
3 She brought up one of her cubs. He became a young lion. He learned to catch the prey. He devoured men.
A kawkhik e a ca buet touh teh sendektan lah ao teh, kahrawngum e moithangnaw kei hanelah na taminaw hai ouk a kei.
4 The nations also heard of him. He was taken in their pit; and they brought him with hooks to the land of Egypt.
Miphunnaw ni a thai awh teh, kadungpoung e tangkom dawk a pabo awh, sum hoi a taren awh teh, Izip ram dawk a phakhai.
5 “‘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.
A manu ni lungpout laipalah ayawmyin lah a ring, bout a sak, sendektanca lah o nahanlah,
6 He went up and down among the lions. He became a young lion. He learned to catch the prey. He devoured men.
Sendektancanaw koe pou ka paitun e sendektanca lah ao dawkvah, moi kei nahanelah a kamtu teh na taminaw hah a kei.
7 He knew their palaces, and laid waste their cities. The land was desolate with its fullness, because of the noise of his roaring.
Ahnimae moi kamenaw hah a panue teh, ahnimae khopuinaw be a raphoe pouh, a huknae pawlawk dawk ram hoi tami pueng teh kingdi awh.
8 Then the nations attacked him on every side from the provinces. They spread their net over him. He was taken in their pit.
Miphunnaw a kamkhueng awh teh, ram pueng ni a tuk awh. Tamlawk rui hoi a kalup awh. Kadungpoung e tangkom dawkvah, a pabo awh.
9 They put him in a cage with hooks, and brought him to the king of Babylon. They brought him into strongholds, so that his voice should no more be heard on the mountains of Israel.
Sumrui hoi a pâkhi awh teh, Babilon siangpahrang koe a thokhai awh. Ahnie a pawlawk teh, Isarel mon dawk bout a cai hoeh nahan, paungnae im dawk a hruek awh.
10 “‘Your mother was like a vine in your blood, planted by the waters. It was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.
Nange na manu teh nang hoi na kâvan teh tui teng ung e misurkung patetlah ao. Tui apap dawkvah abu a rung teh a paw moikapap a paw.
11 It had strong branches for the scepters of those who ruled. Their stature was exalted among the thick boughs. They were seen in their height with the multitude of their branches.
Kaukkungnaw hane sonron hanelah ka khaw e a kangnaw lah a coung. Abu a rung teh a kang a rasang teh a kamnue.
12 But it was plucked up in fury. It was cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up its fruit. Its strong branches were broken off and withered. The fire consumed them.
Hatei, lungkhueknae bahu hoi a khoe teh, talai dawk ka rawm e lah ao toe. Kanîtholae kahlî ni a palek teh a paw kung a ke sak. Hmaipalai hoi kak sak e lah ao toe.
13 Now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.
Atu teh, tui a ohoehnae ka ke e kahrawngum vah ung e lah ao toe.
14 Fire has gone out of its branches. It has devoured its fruit, so that there is in it no strong branch to be a scepter to rule.’ This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation.”
A kang dawk hoi hmaipalai a tâco teh, koung a kuet, a pawnaw pueng be a ca toe. A kang awm hoeh toe. Kaukkungnaw e sonron hanelah, hetheh kalungla doeh, khuinae koe hno hane doeh.
