Ezéchiel 19.1
English standard version

Complainte sur les princes d’Israël

¹ And you, take up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
² and say:
What was your mother? A lioness!
Among lions she crouched;
in the midst of young lions
she reared her cubs.
³ And she brought up one of her cubs;
he became a young lion,
and he learned to catch prey;
he devoured men.
⁴ The nations heard about him;
he was caught in their pit,
and they brought him with hooks
to the land of Egypt.
⁵ When she saw that she waited in vain,
that her hope was lost,
she took another of her cubs
and made him a young lion.
⁶ He prowled among the lions;
he became a young lion,
and he learned to catch prey;
he devoured men,
⁷ and seized their widows.
He laid waste their cities,
and the land was appalled and all who were in it
at the sound of his roaring.
⁸ Then the nations set against him
from provinces on every side;
they spread their net over him;
he was taken in their pit.
⁹ With hooks they put him in a cage
and brought him to the king of Babylon;
they brought him into custody,
that his voice should no more be heard
on the mountains of Israel.
¹⁰ Your mother was like a vine in a vineyard
planted by the water,
fruitful and full of branches
by reason of abundant water.
¹¹ Its strong stems became
rulers' scepters;
it towered aloft
among the thick boughs;
it was seen in its height
with the mass of its branches.
¹² But the vine was plucked up in fury,
cast down to the ground;
the east wind dried up its fruit;
they were stripped off and withered.
As for its strong stem,
fire consumed it.
¹³ Now it is planted in the wilderness,
in a dry and thirsty land.
¹⁴ And fire has gone out from the stem of its shoots,
has consumed its fruit,
so that there remains in it no strong stem,
no scepter for ruling.
This is a lamentation and has become a lamentation.