Ezekiel 19

Lament for the Princes of Israel

1As for you, take up a a  lamentation for the b  princes 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 reared her cubs.
3When she brought up one of her cubs,
He became a lion,
And he learned to tear his prey;
He devoured men.
4Then nations heard about him;
He was captured in their pit,
And they d  brought him with hooks
To the land of Egypt.
5When she saw, as she waited,
That her hope was lost,
She took
Lit one
another of her cubs
And made him a young lion.
6‘And he f  walked about among the lions;
He became a young lion,
He learned to tear his prey;
He devoured men.
So Targum; M.T. knew
destroyed their
Or widows
fortified towers
And laid waste their cities;
And the land and its fullness were appalled
Because of the sound of his roaring.
8‘Then i  nations set against him
On every side from their provinces,
And they spread their net over him;
He was captured in their pit.
9j  They put him in a cage with hooks
And k  brought him to the king of Babylon;
They brought him in hunting nets
So that his voice would be heard no more
On the mountains of Israel.
10Your mother was l  like a vine in your
So with some ancient mss; M.T. blood
Planted by the waters;
It was fruitful and full of branches
Because of abundant waters.
11And it had
Lit rods of strength
o  strong branches fit for scepters of rulers,
And its p  height was raised above the clouds
So that it was seen in its height with the mass of its branches.
12‘But it was q  plucked up in fury;
It was r  cast down to the ground;
And the s  east wind dried up its fruit.
Lit rods of her strength
u  strong branch
So Gr; M.T. they were
was torn off
So that
So Gr; M.T. they
it withered;
The fire consumed it.
13And now it is planted in the x  wilderness,
In a dry and thirsty land.
14‘And y  fire has gone out from its branch;
It has consumed its shoots and fruit,
So that there is not in it a
Lit rod of strength
strong branch,
A scepter to rule.’”
This is a lamentation, and has become a lamentation.

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