Ezekiel 19
1 Thou also, take vp a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
Bet tu sāc raudu dziesmu par Israēla valdniekiem
2 And say, Wherefore lay thy mother as a lyonesse among the lyons? she nourished her yong ones among the lyons whelps,
Un saki: kas bija tava māte? Lauvu māte starp lauvām apguldamās, viņa uzaudzināja savus bērnus starp jauniem lauvām.
3 And she brought vp one of her whelps, and it became a lyon, and it learned to catch the praye, and it deuoured men.
Un viņa uzaudzināja vienu no saviem bērniem, kas kļuva par jaunu lauvu un mācījās laupīt laupījumu, viņš aprija cilvēkus.
4 The nations also heard of him, and he was taken in their nets, and they brought him in chaines vnto the land of Egypt.
Kad tautas to par viņu dzirdēja, tad tas tapa gūstīts viņu bedrē, un tie viņu aizveda ar ķēdēm uz Ēģiptes zemi.
5 Nowe when she sawe, that she had waited and her hope was lost, she tooke another of her whelps, and made him a lyon.
Kad viņa nu redzēja, ka bija velti un ka viņas cerība izzudusi, tad viņa ņēma citu no saviem bērniem un to cēla par jaunu lauvu.
6 Which went among the lyons, and became a lyon, and learned to catch the praye, and he deuoured men.
Tas staigāja starp lauvām, kļuva par jaunu lauvu, un mācījās laupījumu laupīt, viņš aprija cilvēkus.
7 And he knew their widowes, and he destroyed their cities, and the land was wasted, and all that was therein by the noyse of his roaring.
Viņš atzina viņu atraitnes un postīja viņu pilsētas, tā ka zeme, un kas iekš tās, iztrūcinājās no viņa rūkšanas.
8 Then the nations set against him on euery side of the countreys, and laide their nets for him: so he was taken in their pit.
Tad tās tautas no apkārtējām valstīm cēlās pret viņu un izplēta savu tīklu pār viņu; viņu bedrē tas tapa gūstīts.
9 And they put him in prison and in chaines, and brought him to the King of Babel, and they put him in holdes, that his voyce should no more be heard vpon the mountaines of Israel.
Un tie viņu lika pinekļos un ķēdēs, un viņu aizveda pie Bābeles ķēniņa; tie viņu aizveda stiprās pilīs, ka viņa balss vairs netapa dzirdēta uz Israēla kalniem.
10 Thy mother is like a vine in thy blood, planted by the waters: she brought foorth fruite and branches by the abundant waters,
Tava māte bija kā vīna koks, tāpat kā tu, dēstīts pie ūdens, auglīgs un kupls pie lieliem ūdeņiem.
11 And she had strong rods for the scepters of them that beare rule, and her stature was exalted among the branches, and she appeared in her height with the multitude of her branches.
Un viņam bija stipri zari, kas derēja par valdītāju scepteriem, un viņš uzauga augsti kuplu zaru vidū un nāca redzams savā augstumā un savu zaru kuplumā.
12 But she was plucked vp in wrath: she was cast downe to the ground, and the East winde dried vp her fruite: her branches were broken, and withered: as for the rod of her strength, the fire consumed it.
Bet viņš tapa izrauts ar bardzību un nomests pie zemes, un rīta vējš izkaltēja viņa augļus; viņa stiprās stīgas tapa nolauztas un sakalta, uguns tās aprija.
13 And now she is planted in the wildernes in a drie and thirstie ground.
Un nu tas tuksnesī ir dēstīts, izkaltušā un iztvīkušā zemē.
14 And fire is gone out of a rod of her branches, which hath deuoured her fruite, so that she hath no strong rod to be a scepter to rule: this is a lamentation and shalbe for a lamentation.
Un uguns ir izlēcis no viņa stīgu zara un ir aprijis viņa augļus, tā ka pie viņa vairs nav stipra zara par valdīšanas scepteri. Tā ir raudu dziesma un būs par raudu dziesmu.
