The Prophet Ezekiel

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- Chapter 19 -

Moreover take thou up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,

And say: Why did thy mother the lioness lie down among the lions, and bring up her whelps in the midst of young lions?

And she brought out one of her whelps, and he became a lion: and he learned to catch the prey, and to devour men.

And the nations heard of him, and took him, but not without receiving wounds: and they brought him in chains into the land of Egypt.

But she seeing herself weakened, and that her hope was lost, took one of her young lions, and set him up for a lion.

And he went up and down among the lions, and became a lion: and he learned to catch the prey, and to devour men.

He learned to make widows, and to lay waste their cities: and the land became desolate, and the fulness thereof by the noise of his roaring.

And the nations Game together against him on every side out of the provinces, and they spread their net over him, in their wounds he was taken.

And they put him into a cage, they brought him in chains to the king of Babylon: and they cast him into prison, that his voice should no more be heard upon the mountains of Israel.

Thy mother is like a vine in thy blood planted by the water: her fruit and her branches have grown out of many waters.

And she hath strong rods to make sceptres for them that bear rule, and her stature was exalted among the branches: and she saw her height in the multitude of her branches.

But she was plucked up in wrath, and cast on the ground, and the burning wind dried up her fruit: her strong rods are withered, and dried up: the fire hath devoured her.

And now she is transplanted into the desert, in a land not passable, and dry.

And a fire is gone out from a rod of her branches, which hath devoured her fruit: so that she now hath no strong rod, to be a sceptre of rulers. This is a lamentation, and it shall be for a lamentation.

“Moreover, take up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,

and say, ‘What was your mother? A lioness. She couched among lions, in the middle of the young lions she nourished her cubs.

She brought up one of her cubs. He became a young lion. He learned to catch the prey. He devoured men.

The nations also heard of him. He was taken in their pit; and they brought him with hooks to the land of Egypt.

“‘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.

He went up and down among the lions. He became a young lion. He learned to catch the prey. He devoured men.

He knew their palaces, and laid waste their cities. The land was desolate with its fullness, because of the noise of his roaring.

Then the nations attacked him on every side from the provinces. They spread their net over him. He was taken in their pit.

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.

“‘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.

It had strong branches for the scepters of those who ruled. Their stature was exalted among the thick boughs. They were seen in their height with the multitude of their branches.

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.

Now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.

Fire has gone out of its branches. It has devoured its fruit, so that there is in it no strong branch to be a scepter to rule.’ This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation.”