Ezekiel 19
1 And thou, take thou up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
А ти наричи за кнезовима Израиљевим;
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.
И реци: Шта беше мати твоја? Лавица; међу лавовима лежаше, млад своју међу лавовима храњаше.
3 And she brought up one of her whelps; it became a young lion, and he learned to catch the prey; he devoured men.
И отхрани једно младо своје, и поста лавић, и научив се ловити ждераше људе.
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.
И чуше народи за њ; ухвати се у јаму њихову, и одведоше га у веригама у земљу мисирску.
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.
А она кад виде где се надала, али јој нада пропаде, узе једно младо своје, и учини од њега лавића.
6 And he went up and down among the lions; he became a young lion, and learned to catch the prey; he devoured men.
И он идући међу лавовима поста лавић, и научи се ловити и ждераше људе.
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.
И позна дворе њихове, и пустошаше градове њихове тако да опусте земља и шта је у њој од рике његове.
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.
И усташе на њ народи из околних земаља, и разапеше му мрежу своју, и ухвати се у јаму њихову.
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.
И метнуше га у крлетку у веригама, и одведоше га цару вавилонском, и метнуше га у град да му се више не чује глас по горама Израиљевим.
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.
Док беше миран, мати твоја беше као винова лоза, посађена крај воде, родна и граната беше од многе воде.
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.
И беху на њој јаки прутови за палицу владалачку, и растом својим узвиси се изнад густих грана, и би наочита висином својом, мноштвом грана својих.
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.
Али би ишчупана у гневу и на земљу бачена, и устока осуши род њен; поломише се и посушише се јаки прутови њени; огањ их прождре.
13 And now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty ground:
А сада је посађена у пустињи, у земљи сувој и безводној.
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.
И изађе огањ из прута грана њених и прождре род њен да нема на њој прута јаког за палицу владалачку. То је нарицање, и биће нарицање.
