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EZEKIEL
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Chapter 19
Ezek DRC 19:1  Moreover take thou up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
Ezek DRC 19:2  And say: Why did thy mother the lioness lie down among the lions, and bring up her whelps in the midst of young lions?
Ezek DRC 19:3  And she brought out one of her whelps, and he became a lion: and he learned to catch the prey, and to devour men.
Ezek DRC 19:4  And the nations heard of him, and took him, but not without receiving wounds: and they brought him in chains into the land of Egypt.
Ezek DRC 19:5  But she seeing herself weakened, and that her hope was lost, took one of her young lions, and set him up for a lion.
Ezek DRC 19:6  And he went up and down among the lions, and became a lion: and he learned to catch the prey, and to devour men.
Ezek DRC 19:7  He learned to make widows, and to lay waste their cities: and the land became desolate, and the fulness thereof by the noise of his roaring.
Ezek DRC 19:8  And the nations came together against him on every side out of the provinces, and they spread their net over him, in their wounds he was taken.
Ezek DRC 19:9  And they put him into a cage, they brought him in chains to the king of Babylon: and they cast him into prison, that his voice should no more be heard upon the mountains of Israel.
Ezek DRC 19:10  Thy mother is like a vine in thy blood planted by the water: her fruit and her branches have grown out of many waters.
Ezek DRC 19:11  And she hath strong rods to make sceptres for them that bear rule, and her stature was exalted among the branches: and she saw her height in the multitude of her branches.
Ezek DRC 19:12  But she was plucked up in wrath, and cast on the ground, and the burning wind dried up her fruit: her strong rods are withered, and dried up: the fire hath devoured her.
Ezek DRC 19:13  And now she is transplanted into the desert, in a land not passable, and dry.
Ezek DRC 19:14  And a fire is gone out from a rod of her branches, which hath devoured her fruit: so that she now hath no strong rod, to be a sceptre of rulers. This is a lamentation, and it shall be for a lamentation.