Ezekiel 19
1 Moreover, take thou up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
A ti narièi za knezovima Izrailjevijem;
2 and say, What was thy mother? A lioness: she couched among lions, in the midst of the young lions she nourished her whelps.
I reci: šta bješe mati tvoja? lavica; meðu lavovima ležaše, mlad svoju meðu lavovima hranjaše.
3 And she brought up one of her whelps; he became a young lion: and he learned to catch the prey, he devoured men.
I othrani jedno mlade svoje, i posta laviæ, i nauèiv se loviti žderaše ljude.
4 The nations also heard of him; he was taken in their pit: and they brought him with hooks unto the land of Egypt.
I èuše narodi za nj; uhvati se u jamu njihovu, i odvedoše ga u verigama u zemlju Misirsku.
5 Now when she saw that she had waited, and her hope was lost, then she took another of her whelps, and made him a young lion.
A ona kad vidje gdje se nada ali joj nad propade, uze jedno mlade svoje, i uèini od njega laviæa.
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.
I on iduæi meðu lavovima posta laviæ, i nauèi se loviti i žderaše ljude.
7 And he knew their palaces, and laid waste their cities; and the land was desolate, and the fulness thereof, because of the noise of his roaring.
I pozna dvore njihove, i pustošaše gradove njihove tako da opustje zemlja i što je u njoj od rike njegove.
8 Then the nations set against him on every side from the provinces: and they spread their net over him; he was taken in their pit.
I ustaše na nj narodi iz okolnijeh zemalja, i razapeše mu mrežu svoju, i uhvati se u jamu njihovu.
9 And they put him in a cage with hooks, and brought him to the king of Babylon; they brought him into strong holds, that his voice should no more be heard upon the mountains of Israel.
I metnuše ga u krletku u verigama, i odvedoše ga caru Vavilonskom, i metnuše ga u grad da mu se više ne èuje glas po gorama Izrailjevijem.
10 Thy mother was like a vine, in thy blood, planted by the waters: she was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.
Dok bijaše miran, mati tvoja bijaše kao vinova loza, posaðena kraj vode, rodna i granata bijaše od mnoge vode.
11 And she had strong rods for the sceptres of them that bare rule, and their stature was exalted among the thick boughs, and they were seen in their height with the multitude of their branches.
I bijahu na njoj jaki prutovi za palicu vladalaèku, i rastom svojim uzvisi se iznad gustijeh grana, i bi naoèita visinom svojom, mnoštvom grana svojih.
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 them.
Ali bi išèupana u gnjevu i na zemlju baèena, i ustoka osuši rod njezin; polomiše se i posušiše se jaki prutovi njezini; oganj ih proždrije.
13 And now she is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.
A sada je posaðena u pustinji, u zemlji suhoj i bezvodnoj.
14 And fire is gone out of the rods 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 shall be for a lamentation.
I izaðe oganj iz pruta grana njezinijeh i proždrije rod njezin da nema na njoj pruta jaka za palicu vladalaèku. To je naricanje, i biæe naricanje.
