CHAPTER 19
1And you, sound this lament over the princes of Israel, 2and say,
among lions!
She crouches among young lions,
she rears her cubs.
3She raised up one of her cubs,
and learned to go after prey,
a human did he eat.
4And nations heard of him,
and they brought him down in hooks
to the land of Egypt.
5And she saw that she waited in vain,
her hope was lost.
And she took another of her cubs,
made him a young lion.
6And he walked about among lions,
he became a young lion.
And he learned to go after prey,
a human did he eat.
7And he harrowed their bastions,
and their towns he destroyed.
And the land and its fullness were dumbfounded
by the sound of his roaring.
8And nations set upon him,
all the provinces round about,
and cast their net upon him,
in their pit he was caught.
9And they put him in a neck iron with hooks
and brought him to the king of Babylonia,
brought him in toils;
so that his voice would no more be heard
on the mountains of Israel.
10Your mother was like a vine
planted by waters,
fruitful and branching
from many waters.
11And she had mighty boughs,
for the scepters of rulers.
And its stature rose on high
to be among the clouds.
And it was seen in its height
with all its branches.
12But it was torn from its roots in fury,
to the ground it was flung,
and the east wind withered its fruit,
it fell apart and withered,
her mighty bough the fire consumed.
13And now she is planted in the desert,
in a parched and thirsty land.
14And a fire springs out from her boughs,
consumes her fruit
and no mighty bough is there within her,
a scepter for ruling.
—This is a lament, and has become a lament.