Ezekiel 19
1 Moreover take thou up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
2 And say, What is thy mother? A lioness: she lay down among lions,
she nourished her whelps among young lions.
3 And she brought up one of her whelps: it became a young lion, and
it learned to catch the prey; it devoured men.
4 The nations also heard of him; he was taken in their pit, and
they brought him with chains unto the land of Egypt.
5 Now when she saw that she had waited, and her hope was lost, then
she took another of her whelps, and made him a young lion.
6 And he went up and down among the lions, he became a young lion,
and learned to catch the prey, and devoured men.
7 And he knew their desolate palaces, and he laid waste their
cities; and the land was desolate, and the fulness thereof, by the noise of his
roaring.
8 Then the nations set against him on every side from the
provinces, and spread their net over him: he was taken in their pit.
9 And they put him in ward in chains, and brought him to the king
of Babylon: they brought him into holds, that his voice should no more be heard
upon the mountains of Israel.
10 Thy mother is like a vine in thy blood, planted by the waters:
she was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.
11 And she had strong rods for the sceptres of them that bare rule,
and her stature was exalted among the thick branches, and she appeared in her
height with the multitude of her branches.
12 But she was plucked up in fury, she was cast down to the ground,
and the east wind dried up her fruit: her strong rods were broken and withered;
the fire consumed them.
13 And now she is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty
ground.
14 And fire is gone out of a rod of her branches, which hath
devoured her fruit, so that she hath no strong rod to be a sceptre to rule. This
is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation.
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