Esekiel 19
1 Og du, stem i en klagesang over Israels fyrster
Thou. therefore take up a dirge, for the prince of Israel;
2 og si: Hvad er din mor? En løvinne. Mellem løver hvilte hun; blandt unge løver opfødde hun sine unger.
and thou shalt say— How was thy mother a lioness, Between lions, she lay down, - In the midst of young lions, She nourished her whelps;
3 Og hun opfostret en av sine unger; han blev en ung løve, og han lærte å rane og røve, han åt mennesker.
And she reared up one of her whelps— A young lion, he became, And he learned to rend prey. Men, he devoured.
4 Men hedningefolk fikk høre om ham; i deres grav blev han fanget, og de førte ham med neseringer til Egyptens land.
Then nations heard of him. In their pit, was he caught, — So they brought him with hooks. Into the land of 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.
And she saw she had waited Lost was her hope, Then took she another of her whelps. A young lion, she made him.
6 Han gikk omkring blandt løver; han blev en ung løve, og han lærte å rane og røve, han åt mennesker.
Yea he went to and fro amidst lions A young lion, he became, - And he learned to rend prey. Men, he devoured;
7 Han voldtok deres enker og ødela deres byer, og landet og alt det der var, blev forferdet ved lyden av hans brøl.
And he injured his widows, And their cities, laid waste, - And deserted was the land and its fulness, At the noise of his 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 set upon him the nations round about. From the provinces, - And spread over him their net In their pit, was he caught;
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.
And they put him in a cage with hooks, And brought him to Babylon’s king, — They brought him into strong-holds, That his noise might be heard no more Among the mountains of Israel.
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.
Thy mother [was] like a vine of thy vineyard, By waters, was planted, — Fruitful and full of branches, she became By reason of waters abundant;
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.
And they served her as staves of power For the sceptres of rulers, And high became the stature thereof With its interwoven foliage, - And it was seen by its height, By its multitude of branches.
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.
Then was she uprooted in indignation To the ground, was she cast, And an east wind, dried up her fruit, —Broken off and withered were her staves of power, A fire, devoured them.
13 Og nu er det plantet i ørkenen, i et tørt og tørstende land.
Now, therefore, is she planted in a desert, -In a land parched and dry;
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.
And there hath gone forth a fire out of her staves of rods. Her fruit, hath it devoured, And there is in her no staff of power. As a sceptre to bear rule. A dirge, it is, and hath been made a dirge.
