Ezekiel 19
1 “And you, lift up a lamentation to princes of Israel,
Και συ ανάλαβε θρήνον διά τους ηγεμόνας του Ισραήλ,
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.
και ειπέ, Τι είναι η μήτηρ σου; Λέαινα· κείται μεταξύ λεόντων, έθρεψε τα βρέφη αυτής εν μέσω σκύμνων.
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.
Και ανέθρεψεν εν εκ των βρεφών αυτής και έγεινε σκύμνος και έμαθε να αρπάζη το θήραμα· ανθρώπους έτρωγε.
4 And nations hear of him, He has been caught in their pit, And they bring him to the land of Egypt in chains.
Και τα έθνη ήκουσαν περί αυτού· επιάσθη εν τω λάκκω αυτών, και έφεραν αυτόν με αλύσεις εις την γην της Αιγύπτου.
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.
Και ιδούσα ότι η ελπίς αυτής εματαιώθη και εχάθη, έλαβεν εν άλλο εκ των βρεφών αυτής και έκαμεν αυτό σκύμνον.
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.
Και αναστρεφόμενον εν μέσω των λεόντων έγεινε σκύμνος και έμαθε να αρπάζη θήραμα· ανθρώπους έτρωγε.
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.
Και εγνώρισε τα παλάτια αυτών και ερήμονε τας πόλεις αυτών· και ήτο ηφανισμένη η γη και το πλήρωμα αυτής από του ήχου του βρυχήματος αυτού.
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.
Και τα έθνη παρετάχθησαν εναντίον αυτού κυκλόθεν εκ των επαρχιών και ήπλωσαν κατ' αυτού τα βρόχια αυτών, και επιάσθη εν τω λάκκω αυτών.
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.
Και έβαλον αυτόν με αλύσεις εις κλωβίον και έφεραν αυτόν προς τον βασιλέα της Βαβυλώνος· εν δεσμωτηρίω εισήγαγον αυτόν, διά να μη ακουσθή πλέον φωνή αυτού επί τα όρη του Ισραήλ.
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.
Η μήτηρ σου, καθ' ομοίωσίν σου, ήτο ως άμπελος πεφυτευμένη πλησίον των υδάτων· έγεινε καρποφόρος και πλήρης κλάδων διά τα πολλά ύδατα.
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.
Και έγειναν εις αυτήν ράβδοι ισχυραί διά σκήπτρα των κρατούντων· και ο κορμός αυτής υψώθη εν μέσω των πυκνών κλάδων, και έγεινε περίβλεπτος κατά το ύψος αυτής μεταξύ του πλήθους των βλαστών αυτής.
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.
Απεσπάσθη όμως μετά θυμού, ερρίφθη κατά γης, και ανατολικός άνεμος κατεξήρανε τον καρπόν αυτής· αι ισχυραί αυτής ράβδοι συνεθλάσθησαν και εξηράνθησαν· πυρ κατέφαγεν αυτάς.
13 And now she is planted in a wilderness, In a dry and thirsty land.
Και τώρα είναι πεφυτευμένη εν ερήμω, εν ξηρά και ανύδρω γη.
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!”
Και εξήλθε πυρ από ράβδου τινός εκ των κλάδων αυτής και κατέφαγε τον καρπόν αυτής, ώστε δεν υπήρχε πλέον εν αυτή ράβδος ισχυρά διά σκήπτρον ηγεμονίας· ούτος είναι ο θρήνος και θέλει είσθαι εις θρήνον.
