Ezekiel 19:1–9

¹And thou, lift up a lamentation unto princes of Israel, 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. ³And she bringeth up one of her whelps, A young lion it hath been, And it learneth to tear prey, man it hath devoured. 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. ⁵And she seeth, that stayed—perished hath her hope, And she taketh one of her whelps, A young lion she hath made it. 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. 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. 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. 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.