Ezekiel 19
1 And thou, take thou up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
Og du, opløft et Klagemaal over Israels Fyrster,
2 and say, What was thy mother? A lioness: she lay down among lions, she nourished her whelps in the midst of the young lions.
og sig: Hvad er din Moder? en Løvinde; iblandt Løvinder laa hun; iblandt unge Løver opdrog hun sine Unger.
3 And she brought up one of her whelps; it became a young lion, and he learned to catch the prey; he devoured men.
Og hun opdrog een af sine Unger, den blev en ung Løve, og den lærte at røve Rov, den aad Mennesker.
4 And the nations heard of him; he was taken in their pit, and they brought him with nose-rings into the land of Egypt.
Der Hedningerne hørte om ham, blev han fangen i deres Grav, og de førte ham i Lænker til Ægyptens Land.
5 And when she saw that she had waited [and] her hope was lost, she took another of her whelps, [and] made him a young lion.
Og da hun saa, at det trak ud og blev til intet med hendes Haab, tog hun en anden af sine Unger og gjorde en ung Løve af den.
6 And he went up and down among the lions; he became a young lion, and learned to catch the prey; he devoured men.
Og den vandrede midt iblandt Løver, den blev en ung Løve, og den lærte at røve Rov, den aad Mennesker.
7 And he knew their [desolate] palaces, and he laid waste their cities, so that the land was desolate, and all it contained, by the noise of his roaring.
Og denne skændede deres Enker og ødelagde deres Stæder; og Landet, og hvad der var i det, forfærdedes for hans Brølens Røst.
8 Then the nations set against him on every side from the provinces, and spread their net over him; he was taken in their pit.
Og Hedningerne trindt omkring fra Landskaberne opstillede imod ham og udbredte over ham deres Garn, han blev fangen i deres Grav.
9 And they put him in a cage with nose-rings, and brought him to the king of Babylon; they brought him into strongholds, that his voice should no more be heard upon the mountains of Israel.
Og de satte ham i et Bur, i Lænker, og førte ham til Kongen af Babel: De førte ham til Fæstningerne, paa det hans Røst ikke mere skulde høres paa Israels Bjerge.
10 Thy mother was as a vine, in thy rest, planted by the waters: it was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.
Da du var stille, var din Moder som et Vintræ, plantet ved Vand, det var frugtbart og løvrigt af det meget Vand.
11 And it had strong rods for sceptres of them that bear rule, and its stature was exalted between the thick boughs; and it was conspicuous by its height with the multitude of its branches.
Og det fik stærke Grene til Herskerspir, og det voksede højt op imellem Skyerne; og det saas i sin Højde med sine mange Grene.
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 rods were broken and withered; the fire consumed them.
Da blev det oprykket i Vrede, kastet til Jorden, og Østenvejr tørrede dets Frugter; dets stærke Grene bleve afbrudte og tørre, Ild fortærede dem.
13 And now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty ground:
Men nu er det plantet i Ørken, udi et tørt og tørstigt Land.
14 and a fire is gone out of a rod of its branches, [which] hath devoured its fruit; so that it hath no strong rod to be a sceptre for ruling. This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation.
Og der er en Ild udgangen fra dets udstrakte Grene, den fortærede dets Frugt, at der ikke er bleven en stærk Gren paa det til et Herskerspir; dette er et Klagemaal og skal være til et Klagemaal.
