Jezekiel 19
1 Moreover do you take up a lamentation for the prince of Israel,
А ти наричи за кнезовима Израиљевим;
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.
И реци: Шта беше мати твоја? Лавица; међу лавовима лежаше, млад своју међу лавовима храњаше.
3 And one of her whelps sprang forth; he became a lion, and learned to take prey, he devoured men.
И отхрани једно младо своје, и поста лавић, и научив се ловити ждераше људе.
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.
И чуше народи за њ; ухвати се у јаму њихову, и одведоше га у веригама у земљу мисирску.
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.
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 in the midst of lions, he became a lion, and learned to take prey, he devoured men.
И он идући међу лавовима поста лавић, и научи се ловити и ждераше људе.
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.
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 upon him from the countries round about, and they spread their nets upon 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 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.
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 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.
Док беше миран, мати твоја беше као винова лоза, посађена крај воде, родна и граната беше од многе воде.
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.
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 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.
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 they have planted her in the wilderness, in a dry land.
А сада је посађена у пустињи, у земљи сувој и безводној.
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.
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.
