Ezekiel 19
1 Take up now a song of grief for the ruler of Israel, and say,
Hina Gode da na da amo gogolosu gesami, amo Isala: ili hina bagade mano aduna dawa: ma: ne, amo hea: le ima: ne sia: i,
2 What was your mother? Like a she-lion among lions, stretched out among the young lions she gave food to her little ones.
“Alia ame da laione wa: me aseme gasa bagade galu. E da ea mano dema: ne, laione wa: me gawali nimi bagade, ilia wa: i amo ganodini ouligisu.
3 And one of her little ones came to growth under her care, and became a young lion, learning to go after beasts for his food; and he took men for his meat.
E da mano afae fofole, ema benea ahoasu hou olelei. Amo laione wa: me mano da dunu medole nasu dawa: digi.
4 And the nations had news of him; he was taken in the hole they had made: and, pulling him with hooks, they took him into the land of Egypt.
Soge fifi asi gala da ea hamobe nababeba: le, uli dogone gele, e da amoga sa: i. Ilia da e ma: goga hiougili, Idibidi sogega hiouginana asi.
5 Now when she saw that her hope was made foolish and gone, she took another of her little ones and made him into a young lion.
Laione eme da ea mano buhagima: bela: le dawa: le ouesalu, be hamedei ba: i. Amalalu, e da mano eno fofole, e da asigilale, gesenesu dawa: i.
6 And he went up and down among the lions and became a young lion, learning to go after beasts for his food; and he took men for his meat.
E da asigilaloba, laione wa: me wa: i amoma gegesenesa lasu. E amola benea ahoasu dawa: digili, dunu fane nasu hamoi.
7 And he sent destruction on their widows and made waste their towns; and the land and everything in it became waste because of the loud sound of his voice.
E da gagili sali amola moilai bagohame mugululi wadela: lesi. Soge fi dunu da ea gogonomobe husu nababeba: le, beda: igia: i.
8 Then the nations came against him from the kingdoms round about: their net was stretched over him and he was taken in the hole they had made.
Fifi asi gala huluane da ema gegemusa: gilisi. Ilia sanisu efega efegele, e gagulaligi.
9 They made him a prisoner with hooks, and took him to the king of Babylon; they put him in the strong place so that his voice might be sounding no longer on the mountains of Israel.
Ilia da e gagilia sanawane, Ba: bilone hina bagade amoma gaguli asi. Ea gogonobe bu Isala: ili agoloa maedafa nabima: ne, ilia ea gagili sali noga: le sosodo ouligisu.
10 Your mother was in comparison like a vine, planted by the waters: she was fertile and full of branches because of the great waters.
Alia ame da waini efe hano bega: bugi defele ba: i. Hano bagade dialebeba: le, waini efe da lubi amola fage, amoga dedeboi dagoi ba: i.
11 And she had a strong rod for a rod of authority for the rulers, and it became tall among the clouds and it was seen lifted up among the number of its branches.
Ea amoda da gasa bagade alele, hina bagade hamoi. Waini efe da heda: le, mu mobiga doaga: i. Dunu huluane da ea sedade amola ea lubiga dedeboi ba: i.
12 But she was uprooted in burning wrath, and made low on the earth; the east wind came, drying her up, and her branches were broken off; her strong rod became dry, the fire made a meal of it.
Be ougi bagade dunu da amo waini efe loboga a: le fasili, osoba gisalugala: i. Gusudili mabe fo da ea dulu huluane hafoga: i. Ilia da ea amoda fifili fasili, eso hougili, ulagili sali.
13 And now she is planted in the waste land, in a dry and unwatered country.
Wali amo waini efe da hafoga: i soge, hano hamedei, amoga bugi.
14 And fire has gone out from her rod, causing the destruction of her branches, so that there is no strong rod in her to be the ruler's rod of authority. This is a song of grief, and it was for a song of grief.
Waini efe damu da lalu aligili, ea amoda amola fage da huluane nene dagoi ba: i. Amoda da bu gasa hamedafa ba: mu, amola ilia da hina bagade hamedafa hamomu.” Amo gesami da gogolosu gesami. Dunu da amo enoenoi agoane hea: lalu.
