Ezekiel 19
1 “Moreover, take up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
A ti, sine čovječji, protuži tužaljkom za knezovima izraelskim.
2 and say, ‘What was your mother? A lioness. She couched amongst lions, in the middle of the young lions she nourished her cubs.
Reci: Što bijaše tvoja mati? Lavica među lavovima, ležala je među lavićima, hraneći mladunčad svoju.
3 She brought up one of her cubs. He became a young lion. He learnt to catch the prey. He devoured men.
I othrani jedno mlado, koje lavom posta. Naučiv se plijen derati, stade ljude proždirati!
4 The nations also heard of him. He was taken in their pit; and they brought him with hooks to the land of Egypt.
Narodi se protiv njega udružiše, lav upade u jamu njihovu, na lancu ga odvedoše u zemlju egipatsku.
5 “‘Now when she saw that she had waited, and her hope was lost, then she took another of her cubs, and made him a young lion.
A kad mati vidje da uzalud čeka i da joj nada propade, uze drugo mlado i od njega lava učini.
6 He went up and down amongst the lions. He became a young lion. He learnt to catch the prey. He devoured men.
Živeć' tako među lavovima, i on lavom posta. Naučiv se plijen derati, stade ljude proždirati,
7 He knew their palaces, and laid waste their cities. The land was desolate with its fullness, because of the noise of his roaring.
utvrde im rušiti, pustošiti gradove. Uzdrhta zemlja i sve na njoj od silne rike njegove.
8 Then the nations attacked him on every side from the provinces. They spread their net over him. He was taken in their pit.
Ali se ljudi iz okolnih mjesta protiv njega podigoše i zamke mu postaviše; i lav se uhvati u jamu njihovu.
9 They put him in a cage with hooks, and brought him to the king of Babylon. They brought him into strongholds, so that his voice should no more be heard on the mountains of Israel.
Okovana u kavez ga zatvoriše, odvedoše kralju babilonskom, ondje ga u kulu zatočiše, da mu se više ne čuje rika po gorama izraelskim.
10 “‘Your mother was like a vine in your blood, planted by the waters. It was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.
Mati tvoja bješe kao loza pokraj vode zasađena, rodna i granata od obilja vode!
11 It had strong branches for the sceptres of those who ruled. Their stature was exalted amongst the thick boughs. They were seen in their height with the multitude of their branches.
Imala je jaku granu za palicu vladalačku: uzdiže se nad krošnju, naočita visinom, mnoštvom grančica.
12 But it was plucked up in fury. It was cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up its fruit. Its strong branches were broken off and withered. The fire consumed them.
Al' u gnjevu bješe iščupana i na zemlju bačena. Istočnjak joj rod sasuši: polomi se i uvenu jaka grana njezina i vatra je svu proguta.
13 Now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.
U pustinju bje presađena, u zemlju suhu, bezvodnu.
14 Fire has gone out of its branches. It has devoured its fruit, so that there is in it no strong branch to be a sceptre to rule.’ This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation.”
Al' liznu oganj iz pruta njezina i spali joj grane i plodove! I nema više na njoj grane jake za palicu vladalačku.” To je, evo tužaljka, i ostat će tužaljka.
