Uma canção de tristeza

1 O Senhor Deus me mandou cantar uma canção de tristeza a respeito de dois reis de Israel:

2 Que leoa era a sua mãe !

Ela andava com o bando

e criava os filhotes no meio dos leões.

3 Ela criou um filhote

e o ensinou a caçar,

e ele se tornou um devorador de gente.

4 As nações ouviram falar dele

e o apanharam numa cova.

Puseram uma argola no nariz dele

e o arrastaram para o Egito.

5 A leoa viu que as suas esperanças estavam perdidas.

Aí criou outro filhote ,

e ele se tornou um leão feroz.

6 Quando já estava crescido,

andava com os outros leões.

Aprendeu a caçar

e se tornou um devorador de gente.

7 Destruiu fortalezas e arrasou cidades.

Cada vez que ele rugia,

o povo da sua terra tremia de medo.

8 Os povos se reuniram para combatê-lo;

veio gente de todos os lados.

Estenderam as suas redes de caça

e o pegaram na armadilha.

9 Puseram uma argola no nariz dele

e o puxaram para dentro de uma gaiola;

então o levaram para o rei da Babilônia.

Eles o deixaram preso

para que nunca mais se ouvisse o seu rugido nos montes de Israel.

A parreira seca

10 Israelitas, a mãe de vocês era como uma parreira

plantada perto de um ribeirão.

Ela estava cheia de galhos

e produzia muitas uvas

porque havia bastante água.

11 Os seus galhos eram fortes

e cresceram até se tornarem cetros reais.

A parreira cresceu tanto,

que os seus galhos chegaram até as nuvens;

todos viram como era alta

e cheia de galhos.

12 Porém mãos furiosas a arrancaram pela raiz

e a jogaram no chão.

O vento leste secou as suas uvas.

Os seus galhos foram quebrados;

eles secaram e foram queimados.

13 Agora, a parreira está plantada no deserto,

numa terra seca e sem água.

14 O seu tronco pegou fogo;

o fogo destruiu os seus galhos e as uvas.

Os seus galhos nunca mais serão fortes,

nunca mais serão cetros reais.

Esta é uma canção de tristeza que tem sido cantada muitas vezes.

1 "Moreover, take up a lamentation for the princes of Israel, 2 and say,

‘What was your mother?

A lioness.

She couched among lions,

in the middle of the young lions she nourished her cubs.

3 She brought up one of her cubs.

He became a young lion.

He learned to catch the prey.

He devoured men.

4 The nations also heard of him.

He was taken in their pit;

and they brought him with hooks to the land of Egypt.

5 "‘Now when she saw that she had waited,

and her hope was lost,

then she took another of her cubs,

and made him a young lion.

6 He went up and down among the lions.

He became a young lion.

He learned to catch the prey.

He devoured men.

7 He knew their palaces,

and laid waste their cities.

The land was desolate with its fullness,

because of the noise of his roaring.

8 Then the nations attacked him on every side from the provinces.

They spread their net over him.

He was taken in their pit.

9 They put him in a cage with hooks,

and brought him to the king of Babylon.

They brought him into strongholds,

so that his voice should no more be heard on the mountains of Israel.

10 "‘Your mother was like a vine in your blood, planted by the waters.

It was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.

11 It had strong branches for the scepters of those who ruled.

Their stature was exalted among the thick boughs.

They were seen in their height

with the multitude of their branches.

12 But it was plucked up in fury.

It was cast down to the ground,

and the east wind dried up its fruit.

Its strong branches were broken off and withered.

The fire consumed them.

13 Now it is planted in the wilderness,

in a dry and thirsty land.

14 Fire has gone out of its branches.

It has devoured its fruit,

so that there is in it no strong branch to be a scepter to rule.’

This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation."