Izikiel 19
1 “Ma gị onwe gị, bụọrọnụ ndịisi Izrel abụ akwa a,
Moreover take you up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
2 ma kwuo, “‘Ụdị nne Ọdụm gịnị ka nne gị bụ nʼetiti ụmụ ọdụm. Ọ dinara nʼetiti ha, na-azụ ụmụ ya.
And say, What is your mother? A lioness: she lay down among lions, she nourished her whelps among young lions.
3 Ọ zụlitere otu nʼime ụmụ ya nke ghọrọ nwa ọdụm siri ike. Ọ mụtakwara ka e si adọrisi anụ ọhịa, ghọọ ọdụm na-eri mmadụ.
And she brought up one of her whelps: it became a young lion, and it learned to catch the prey; it devoured men.
4 Mba niile nụrụ maka ihe banyere ya, mee ka ọ danye nʼolulu ha gwuru. Ha ji nko koro ya, duru ya gaa nʼala Ijipt.
The nations also heard of him; he was taken in their pit, and they brought him with chains unto the land of Egypt.
5 “‘Mgbe ọ hụrụ na ọ dịkwaghị ihe ọzọ o nwere ike ime banyere ọnọdụ ahụ, matakwa na olileanya ya abụrụla ihe efu, ọ họpụtara nwa ya ọzọ kuziere ya otu ọ ga-esi bụrụ ọdụm dị ike.
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.
6 Ọ ghọrọ onyeisi ụmụ ọdụm niile, nʼihi na ọ bụ ọdụm siri ike, ọ mụtakwara ka e si ejide anụ ọhịa, ya onwe ya ghọkwara ọdụm na-eri mmadụ.
And he went up and down among the lions, he became a young lion, and learned to catch the prey, and devoured men.
7 O tikpọrọ ebe ha niile e wusiri ike meekwa obodo ha niile mkpọmkpọ ebe. Ala ahụ na ndị niile nọ nʼime ya, mara jijiji site nʼoke egwu nʼihi olu ịgbọ ụja ya.
And he knew their desolate palaces, and he laid waste their cities; and the land was desolate, and the fullness thereof, by the noise of his roaring.
8 Mgbe ahụ, ndị agha nke mba niile dị iche iche pụtara gbaa ya gburugburu. Ha sitere nʼakụkụ niile nwude ya nʼọnya olulu ha siiri ya.
Then the nations set against him on every side from the provinces, and spread their net over him: he was taken in their pit.
9 Ha tinyere ya nko nʼimi, were dọkpuo ya nʼụlọ igwe a kpara akpa, bute ya nʼihu eze Babilọn. E mere ka o biri na mba ọzọ dịka ohu, ka a ghara ịnụ ụda olu ya ọzọ nʼugwu niile nke Izrel.
And they put him in ward in chains, and brought him to the king of Babylon: they brought him into holds, that his voice should no more be heard upon the mountains of Israel.
10 “‘Nne gị dịka osisi vaịnị nʼogige vaịnị a kụrụ nʼakụkụ mmiri, nke nwere ọtụtụ alaka, nke na-amịkwa mkpụrụ nʼihi mmiri ọ na-enweta.
Your mother is like a vine in your blood, planted by the waters: she was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.
11 Alaka ya niile siri ike, ha topụtara ghọọ mkpara eze. O topụrụ etopụ, tokarịa alaka ndị ọzọ elu. Nke a mere e ji na-ahụ ya anya site nʼebe dị anya.
And she had strong rods for the sceptres of them that bare rule, and her stature was exalted among the thick branches, and she appeared in her height with the multitude of her branches.
12 Ma e ji oke iwe hopu ya tụpụ ya nʼala. Oke ifufe si nʼọwụwa anyanwụ mere ka akwụkwọ ya kpọnwụsịa, meekwa ka mkpụrụ ya daa. Alaka ya ndị ahụ dị ike kpọnwụsịrị, ọkụ rechapụkwara ha niile.
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 and withered; the fire consumed them.
13 Ugbu a, akụọla ya nʼime ọzara ebe kpọrọ nkụ nke mmiri na-adịghị.
And now she is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty ground.
14 Ọkụ esitela nʼogwe ya rechapụ alaka ya na mkpụrụ ya niile. Ọ dịkwaghị alaka siri ike fọdụrụ nke dịkwa mma ịbụ mkpara eze.’ Abụ a bụ abụ akwa, nke e kwesiri ịbụ mgbe ịkwa akwa.”
And fire is gone out of a rod of her branches, which has devoured her fruit, so that she has no strong rod to be a sceptre to rule. This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation.
