Jezekiel 19
1 Moreover do you take up a lamentation for the prince of Israel,
Na whakahuatia he tangi mo nga rangatira o Iharaira,
2 and say, Why is your mother become a whelp in the midst of lions? in the midst of lions she has multiplied her whelps.
Mea atu hoki, He aha tou whaea? He raiona uha: i roto ia i nga raiona e takoto ana, ko ana kuao he mea whakatupu nana i roto i nga raiona,
3 And one of her whelps sprang forth; he became a lion, and learnt to take prey, he devoured men.
Na atawhaitia ake ana e ia tetahi o ana kuao; kua rahi: kua ako ki te hopu tupapaku mana; kua kai tangata.
4 And the nations heard a report of him; he was caught in their pit, and they brought him into the land of Egypt in chains.
I rongo ano nga iwi ki a ia; i mau ia ki roto ki ta ratou poka; na kawea ana e ratou, mekameka rawa, ki te whenua o Ihipa.
5 And she saw that he was driven away from her, [and] her hope [of him] perished, and she took another of her whelps; she made him a lion.
Na, i tona kitenga he tatari kau tana a kua kore tana i tumanako ai, na, ka mau ki tetahi atu o ana kuao, meinga ana e ia hei kuao rahi.
6 And he went up and down in the midst of lions, he became a lion, and learnt to take prey, he devoured men.
Na kei te haereere tera i roto i nga raiona, kua rahi, kua ako ki te hopu tupapaku mana: kua kai tangata.
7 And he prowled in his boldness and laid waste their cities, and made the land desolate, and the fullness of it, by the voice of his roaring.
I mohio ano ia ki o ratou whare kingi, whakaururuatia ana e ia o ratou pa, moti iho te whenua me ona tini mea i te haruru o tona hamama.
8 Then the nations set upon him from the countries round about, and they spread their nets upon him: he was taken in their pit.
Katahi ia ka whakaekea e nga iwi o nga kawanatanga i tetahi taha, i tetahi taha; horahia ana e ratou he kupenga ki runga ki a ia; kua mau ia ki roto ki ta ratou poka.
9 And they put him in chains and in a cage, [and] he came to the king of Babylon; and he cast him into prison, that his voice should not be heard on the mountains of Israel.
Na ka tutakina atu ia, mea rawa ki te mekameka, ka kawea ki te kingi o Papurona: i kawea ia ki nga pa kaha, kia kore ai tona reo e rangona i muri ki runga ki nga maunga o Iharaira.
10 Your mother was as a vine and as a blossom on a pomegranate tree, planted by water: her fruit and her shoot abounded by reason of much water.
I rite tou whaea ki te waina, ou toto na ano, he mea whakato ki te taha o nga wai: he mea whai hua, he mea whai manga, he maha hoki no nga wai.
11 And she became a rod for a tribe of princes, and was elevated in her bulk in the midst of [other] trees, and she saw her bulk in the multitude of her branches.
He peka kaha ano ona hei hepeta mo nga kingi; purero tonu ratou, roa tonu, i roto i nga manga pururu, i kitea atu ratou e purero ana, me ona manga maha.
12 But she was broken down in wrath, she was cast upon the ground, and the east wind dried up her choice [branches]: vengeance came upon them, and the rod of her strength was withered; fire consumed it.
Otiia i hutia ia i runga i te aritarita, maka iho ki te whenua, maroke ake ona hua i te hau marangai: i whatiwhatiia ona peka kaha, maroke ake; kainga ake e te ahi.
13 And now they have planted her in the wilderness, in a dry land.
Na inaianei kua oti ia te whakato ki te koraha, ki te whenua maroke, waikore.
14 And fire is gone out of a rod of her choice [boughs], and has devoured her; and there was no rod of strength in her. Her race is become a parable of lamentation, and it shall be for a lamentation.
A kua puta atu he ahi i roto i nga peka o ona manga, pau ake ona hua; kore ake ona peka kaha hei hepeta kingi. He tangi tenei, ka waiho ano hei tangi.
