Great(i) 1 But thou sonne of man mourne thou for the princes of Israel, 2 & saye. Wherfore laye thy mother the lyonesse amonge the lyons, & noryshed her yonge ones amonge the lyons whelpes? 3 One of her whelpes she brought vp, and it became a lyon, it learned to spoyle, and to deuoure folke. 4 The Heathen herde of him, and toke him in their nettes, and brought him in chaynes vnto the lande of Egypte. 5 Nowe when the damme sawe, that all her hope and comforte was awaye, she toke another of her whelpes, and made a lyon of him: 6 which wente amonge the lyons, & became a fearce lyon: learned to spoyle and to deuoure folcke: 7 he destroyed their palaces, and made their cyties waste. In so moch that the whole lande & euery thinge therin, were vtterly desolate, thorow the very voyce of his roaringe. 8 Then came the Heathen together on euery syde oute of all countrees agaynst hym, layed their nettes for hym, and toke hym in their pytte. 9 So they bounde him with chaynes, and brought him to the kyng of Babylon: which put him in preson, that his voyce shulde nomore be herde vpon the mountaynes of Israel. 10 As for thy mother, she is lyke a vyne in thy bloude, planted by the water syde: her frutes and braunches are growen out of many waters, 11 her stalkes were so stronge, that men myght haue made staues therof for officers: she grewe so hye in her stalkes. So whan men sawe that she exceaded she heygth & multitude of her braunches, 12 she was roted out in displeasure, and cast downe to the grounde The East winde dryed vp her frute, her stronge stalkes were broken of, withered and brent in the fyre. 13 But now she is planted in the wyldernesse, in a drye & thurstye grounde. 14 And there is a fyre gone out of her stalckes, which hath brent vp her braunches and her frute: so that she hath no mo stronge stalckes, to be staues for offycers. This is a pyteous and miserable thinge.