CLV(i)
1 And you, lift up a lamentation unto princes of Israel,
2 and you have said:What [is] your mother? --a lioness, Among lions she has crouched down, In the midst of young lions she has multiplied her whelps."
3 And she brings up one of her whelps, A young lion it has been, And it learns to tear prey, man it has devoured."
4 And hear of it do nations, In their pit it has been caught, And they bring it in with chains unto the land of Egypt."
5 And she sees, that stayed--perished has her hope, And she takes one of her whelps, A young lion she has made it."
6 And it goes up and down in the midst of lions, A young lion it has been, And it learns to tear prey, man it has devoured."
7 And it knows his forsaken habitations, And their cities it has laid waste, And desolate is the land and its fulness, Because of the voice of his roaring."
8 And set against it do nations Round about from the provinces. And they spread out for it their net, In their pit it has been caught."
9 And 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."
10 Your mother [is] as a vine in your blood by waters planted, Fruitful and full of boughs it has been, Because of many waters."
11 And it has strong rods for sceptres of rulers, And high is its stature above thick branches, And it appears in its height In the multitude of its thin shoots."
12 And it is plucked up in fury, To the earth it has been cast, And the east wind has dried up its fruit, Broken and withered has been the rod of its strength, Fire has consumed it."
13 And now--it is planted in a wilderness, In a land dry and thirsty."
14 And go forth does fire from a rod of its boughs, Its fruit it has devoured, And it has no rod of strength--a sceptre to rule, Lamentation it [is] --and it is for a lamentation!'"