Ezekiel 19

Song of Mourning for the Leaders of Israel

1 “As for you, take up a asong of mourning for the bleaders of Israel 2and say,

Or Why did your mother, a lioness, lie down among lions; among young lions rear her cubs?
What was your mother?
A lioness among lions!
She lay down among young lions,
She raised her cubs.
3 ‘When she brought up one of her cubs,
dHe became a young lion,
And he learned to tear his prey;
He devoured people.
4 ‘Then nations heard about him;
He was caught in their trap,
And they ebrought him with hooks
To the land of Egypt.
5 ‘When she saw, as she waited,
That her hope was lost,
She took
Lit one
another of her cubs
And made ghim a young lion.
6 ‘And he hwalked about among the lions,
He became a young lion;
He learned to tear his prey;
He devoured people.
7 ‘He
As in Targum; MT knew
destroyed their
Or widows
palaces
And laid waste their cities;
And the land and its fullness were appalled
Because of the sound of his roaring.
8 ‘Then knations set against him
On every side from their provinces,
And they spread their net over him;
He was caught in their trap.
9lThey put him in a
Or iron
wooden collar with hooks
And nbrought him to the king of Babylon;
They brought him in hunting nets
So that his voice would no longer be heard
On the mountains of Israel.
10 ‘Your mother was olike a vine in your
As in some mss; MT blood
vineyard,
Planted by the waters;
It was fruitful and thick with branches
Because of abundant waters.
11 ‘And it had
Lit stems of strength
,
rstrong stems fit for scepters of rulers,
And its sheight was raised above the clouds
So that it was seen in its height with the mass of its branches.
12 ‘But it was tuprooted in fury;
It was uthrown down to the ground;
And the veast wind dried up its fruit.
Lit The stem of her strength
Its xstrong stem
As in LXX; MT were
was torn out
So that
As in LXX; MT they
it withered;
The fire consumed it.
13 ‘And now it is planted in the aawilderness,
In a dry and thirsty land.
14 ‘And abfire has gone out from its stem;
It has consumed its shoots and fruit,
So that there is no
Lit stem of strength
strong stem in it,
A scepter to rule.’”
This is a song of mourning, and has become a song of mourning.

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