Ezekiel 19
1 Take up now a song of grief for the ruler of Israel, and say,
Te pedig hangoztass gyászdalt Izrael fejedelmeiről.
2 What was your mother? Like a she-lion among lions, stretched out among the young lions she gave food to her little ones.
És mondjad: Mily nőoroszlán a te anyád, oroszlánok közt hevert, fiatal oroszlánok közepette nevelte föl kölykeit;
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.
és nagyra nevelt egyet a kölykei közül, fiatal oroszlán lett és megtanult ragadományt ragadozni, embert evett.
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.
Hallottak róla nemzetek, vermükben fogatott meg és karikákon vitték Egyiptom országába.
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.
Midőn látta, hogy várakozott, de elveszett reménye, vett egyet kölykei közül, fiatal oroszlánná tette.
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.
Ez járt oroszlánok közepette, fiatal oroszlán lett és megtanult ragadományt ragadozni, embert evett.
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.
Pusztította palotáikat és rommá tette városaikat, és elpusztult az ország meg teljessége, ordítása hangjától.
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.
És elhelyezkedtek ellene nemzetek köröskörül a tartományokból és kiterítették rá hálójukat, vermükben megfogatott;
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.
és ketrecbe tették karikákon és elvitték őt Bábel királyához, várba vitték, azért hogy hangja többé ne hallassék Izrael hegyein.
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.
Anyád olyan, mint a szőlőtő, véreddel a víz mellé ültetve, termékeny és lombos volt a sok víztől.
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.
És voltak neki hatalmas vesszői, uralkodók pálcáira valók; és egynek a termete kimagasodott a lombozat fölött és látható volt magasságában ágai sokaságával.
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.
De kiszakíttatott haragban, a földre vettetett, és a keleti szél elszárította gyümölcsét; leváltak és elszáradtak hatalmas vesszői, tűz emésztette meg.
13 And now she is planted in the waste land, in a dry and unwatered country.
És most a pusztába van ültetve, száraz és szomjas földbe.
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.
És tűz csapott ki ágainak vesszejéből, megemésztette gyümölcsét, és nem volt többé benne hatalmas vessző, uralkodásra való pálca. Gyászdal az, lett is gyászdallá.
