Esekiel 19
1 Og du, stem i en klagesang over Israels fyrster
Sing this funeral song for the princes of Israel
2 og si: Hvad er din mor? En løvinne. Mellem løver hvilte hun; blandt unge løver opfødde hun sine unger.
with these words: “What was your mother? She was a lioness among the lions! She lay down in her place among the young lions and reared her cubs.
3 Og hun opfostret en av sine unger; han blev en ung løve, og han lærte å rane og røve, han åt mennesker.
She raised one of her cubs, and he grew up to be young lion. Once he had learned how to tear up his prey, he started eating people.
4 Men hedningefolk fikk høre om ham; i deres grav blev han fanget, og de førte ham med neseringer til Egyptens land.
But when the nations heard about him, he was caught in their trap. They used hooks to drag him away to Egypt.
5 Da hun så at hun hadde ventet forgjeves, at hennes håp var gått til grunne, tok hun en annen av sine unger og gjorde ham til en ung løve.
When she realized that the hope she had been waiting for was gone, she made another of her cubs into a young lion.
6 Han gikk omkring blandt løver; han blev en ung løve, og han lærte å rane og røve, han åt mennesker.
He went around with the other lions, and became strong. Once he had learned how to tear up his prey, he started eating people.
7 Han voldtok deres enker og ødela deres byer, og landet og alt det der var, blev forferdet ved lyden av hans brøl.
He tore down their fortresses and destroyed their towns. All the people living in the country were appalled when they heard him roaring.
8 Da satte folkene fra landskapene rundt omkring sitt garn op imot ham og spente det ut over ham; han blev fanget i den grav de hadde gravd.
Then the people of the countries all around attacked him. They threw their net over him; he was caught in their trap.
9 Så satte de ham med krok i nesen i et bur og førte ham til kongen i Babel; der satte de ham i en fast borg, forat hans røst ikke mere skulde høres på Israels fjell.
They used hooks to put him in a cage and took him to the king of Babylon. They led him away and imprisoned him so his roar wasn't heard any more in Israel's mountains.
10 Mens du levde i ro, var din mor som et vintre plantet ved vann; fruktbart og fullt av grener var det, fordi det hadde meget vann.
Your mother was like a vine planted in your vineyard at the waterside. It produced a lot of fruit and had many branches because it had plenty of water.
11 Og det fikk sterke grener, tjenlige til herskerspir, og hevet sig høit op mellem skyene, og det falt i øinene ved sin høide og sine mange ranker.
Its branches were strong like rulers' scepters. It grew high above the tree canopy. People could see how tall and full of leaves it was.
12 Da blev det rykket op i harme og kastet til jorden, og østenvinden tørket bort dets frukt; dets sterke grener blev revet av og tørket bort; ild fortærte dem.
But it was uprooted in anger and thrown down on the ground. The east wind blew and dried up its fruit. Its strong branches were stripped of leaves and they withered. Then they were burned up in the fire.
13 Og nu er det plantet i ørkenen, i et tørt og tørstende land.
Now the vine has been replanted in the desert, in a dry and waterless land.
14 Og det gikk ut ild fra dets kvistede gren; den fortærte dets frukt, og det er ikke mere nogen sterk gren på det til herskerspir. Dette er en klagesang, og til en klagesang skal det bli.
A fire blazed out from its main trunk and burned up its fruit. None of its branches that were once like a ruler's scepter are strong any more.” This is a funeral song and is to be used for mourning.
