Ezechiele 19
1 Intona ora un lamento sui capi d'Israele
“And you, lift up a lamentation to princes of Israel,
2 «Che cos'era tua madre? Una leonessa fra leoni. Accovacciata in mezzo ai leoni allevava i suoi cuccioli. dicendo:
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.
3 Essa innalzò uno dei cuccioli che divenne leone, imparò a sbranare la preda, a divorare gli uomini.
And she brings up one of her whelps, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
4 Ma contro di lui le genti fecero lega, restò preso nella loro fossa e in catene fu condotto in Egitto.
And nations hear of him, He has been caught in their pit, And they bring him to the land of Egypt in chains.
5 Quando essa vide che era lunga l'attesa e delusa la sua speranza, prese un altro cucciolo e ne fece un leoncino.
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.
6 Egli se ne andava e veniva fra i leoni, divenuto leoncello, e imparò a sbranare la preda, a divorare gli uomini.
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.
7 Penetrò nei loro palazzi, devastò le loro città. Il paese e i suoi abitanti sbigottivano al rumore del suo ruggito.
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.
8 Lo assalirono le genti, le contrade all'intorno; tesero un laccio contro di lui e restò preso nella loro fossa.
And surrounding nations set against him from the provinces. And they spread out their net for him, He has been caught in their pit.
9 Lo chiusero in una gabbia, lo condussero in catene al re di Babilonia e lo misero in una prigione, perché non se ne sentisse la voce sui monti d'Israele.
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.
10 Tua madre era come una vite piantata vicino alle acque. Era rigogliosa e frondosa per l'abbondanza dell'acqua;
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.
11 ebbe rami robusti buoni per scettri regali; il suo fusto si elevò in mezzo agli arbusti mirabile per la sua altezza e per l'abbondanza dei suoi rami.
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.
12 Ma essa fu sradicata con furore e gettata a terra; il vento d'oriente la disseccò, disseccò i suoi frutti; il suo ramo robusto inaridì e il fuoco lo divorò.
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.
13 Ora è trapiantata nel deserto, in una terra secca e riarsa;
And now she is planted in a wilderness, In a dry and thirsty land.
14 un fuoco uscì da un suo ramo, divorò tralci e frutti ed essa non ha più alcun ramo robusto, uno scettro per dominare». Questo è un lamento e come lamento è passato nell'uso.
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!”
