Ezekiel 19
1 Moreover, take thou up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
Og du, opløft et Klagemaal over Israels Fyrster,
2 and say: How was thy mother a lioness; among lions she couched, in the midst of the young lions she reared her whelps!
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, he 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 Then the nations assembled against him, he was taken in their pit; and they brought him with hooks unto 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 Now when she saw that she was disappointed, and her hope was lost, then 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 he 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 castles, and laid waste their cities; and the land was desolate, and the fulness thereof, because of 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 cried out against him on every side from the provinces; and they 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 hooks, and brought him to the king of Babylon; that they might bring him into strongholds, so 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 like a vine, in thy likeness, planted by the waters; she 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 she had strong rods to be sceptres for them that bore rule; and her stature was exalted among the thick branches, and she was seen in her height with the multitude of her tendrils.
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 she was plucked up in fury, she was cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up her fruit; her strong rods were broken off and withered, the fire consumed her.
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 she 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 fire is gone out of the rod of her branches, it hath devoured her fruit, so that there is in her no strong rod to be a sceptre to rule.' This is a lamentation, and it was 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.
