Ezekiel 19
1 “And you, lift up a lamentation to princes of Israel,
“Chwog wend ywak moro mondo iywag-go yawuot ruodhi mag Israel,
2 and you have said: What [is] your mother? A lioness, She has crouched down among lions, She has multiplied her whelps in the midst of young lions.
kendo iywag kiwacho niya, “‘Mano kaka minu ne en sibuor madhako malich e dier sibuoche! Ne onindo e dier sibuoche matindo kendo ne opidho nyithinde.
3 And she brings up one of her whelps, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
Ne opidho achiel kuom nyithinde mi odoko sibuor maratego. Ne opuonjore mako le kendo odoko jacham ji.
4 And nations hear of him, He has been caught in their pit, And they bring him to the land of Egypt in chains.
Pinje nowinjo humbe kendo ne gikunyone bur mi onyumore. Ne giywaye gi nyororo mi gitere nyaka e piny Misri.
5 And as she waited she sees that her hope has perished, And she takes one of her whelps, She has made him a young lion.
“‘Kane oneno ka genone ok ochopo, ka gik mane ogeno yudo oyombe, nokawo nyathine machielo, kendo nolose obedo sibuor maratego.
6 And he goes up and down in the midst of lions, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
Ne oruto e dier sibuoche, nikech koro nosedoko sibuor maratego. Nopuonjore mako le kendo nodoko jacham ji.
7 And he knows his forsaken habitations, And he has laid waste [to] their cities, And the land and its fullness is desolate, Because of the voice of his roaring.
Ne omuko ohinga mag-gi motegno kendo noketho miechgi chuth. Piny kaachiel gi ji duto mane ni e iye luoro nomako kane giwinje koruto.
8 And surrounding nations set against him from the provinces. And they spread out their net for him, He has been caught in their pit.
Eka pinje noriworene momonje, pinje duto mane oa e gwenge molwore. Ne gikunyone bur mi onyumore.
9 And they put him in prison—in chains, And they bring him to the king of Babylon, They bring him into bulwarks, So that his voice is not heard On mountains of Israel anymore.
Ne gitweye gi nyororo mi giywaye oko kendo negikele ne ruodh Babulon. Ne gitere e od twech, mondo omi ruto mare kik winjre, kendo ewi gode mag Israel.
10 Your mother, like the vine in your blood, Is being planted by waters, She was bearing fruit and full of boughs, Because of many waters.
“‘Minu ne chalo gi yiend mzabibu e puothi mar mzabibu mopidhi but pi; ne onyak maber kendo nopongʼ gi bedene nikech pi mane ngʼeny.
11 And she has strong rods for scepters of rulers, And she is high in stature above—between thick branches, And it appears in its height In the multitude of its thin shoots.
Bedene ne otegno, kendo noromo bedo ludh loch mar ruoth. Nodongo marabora moyombo yiende duto, kendo nochungʼ maonge yien mipimego nikech bedene mathoth mane en-go,
12 And she is plucked up in fury, She has been cast to the earth, And the east wind has dried up her fruit, [The] rod of her strength has been broken and withered, Fire has consumed it.
To kata kamano, ne opudhe gi mirima mager mi ogoye piny. Yamo ma aa yo wuok chiengʼ nomiyo oner; olembege ne olwer mogol kuome; kendo bedene maroteke bende notwo mi mach nowangʼogi.
13 And now she is planted in a wilderness, In a dry and thirsty land.
Koro tinde opidhe e piny motimo ongoro, ma en piny motwo kendo man-gi riyo.
14 And fire goes forth from a rod of her boughs, It has devoured her fruit, And she has no rod of strength—a scepter to rule, A lamentation—and she has become for a lamentation!”
Mach nolandore koa e achiel kuom bedene madongo mi nowangʼo olembene. Onge bade motegno mane owe kuome moromo bedo ludh loch mar jatelo.’ Ma en wend ywak kendo onego oti kode kaka wend ywak.”
