Ezekiel 19 — YLT
19Verse 1And thou, lift up a lamentation unto princes of Israel,Verse 2and thou hast said: What [is] thy mother? — a lioness, Among lions she hath crouched down, In the midst of young lions she hath multiplied her whelps.Verse 3And she bringeth up one of her whelps, A young lion it hath been, And it learneth to tear prey, man it hath devoured.Verse 4And hear of it do nations, In their pit it hath been caught, And they bring it in with chains unto the land of Egypt.Verse 5And she seeth, that stayed — perished hath her hope, And she taketh one of her whelps, A young lion she hath made it.Verse 6And it goeth up and down in the midst of lions, A young lion it hath been, And it learneth to tear prey, man it hath devoured.Verse 7And it knoweth his forsaken habitations, And their cities it hath laid waste, And desolate is the land and its fulness, Because of the voice of his roaring.Verse 8And set against it do nations Round about from the provinces. And they spread out for it their net, In their pit it hath been caught.Verse 9And they put it in prison — in chains, And they bring it unto the king of Babylon, They bring it in unto bulwarks, So that its voice is not heard any more On mountains of Israel.Verse 10Thy mother [is] as a vine in thy blood by waters planted, Fruitful and full of boughs it hath been, Because of many waters.Verse 11And it hath strong rods for sceptres of rulers, And high is its stature above thick branches, And it appeareth in its height In the multitude of its thin shoots.Verse 12And it is plucked up in fury, To the earth it hath been cast, And the east wind hath dried up its fruit, Broken and withered hath been the rod of its strength, Fire hath consumed it.Verse 13And now — it is planted in a wilderness, In a land dry and thirsty.Verse 14And go forth doth fire from a rod of its boughs, Its fruit it hath devoured, And it hath no rod of strength — a sceptre to rule, Lamentation it [is] — and it is for a lamentation!'