1 “As for you, take up a lamentation for the princes of Israel
What was your mother?
A lioness among lions!
She lay down among young lions,
She reared her cubs.
He became a lion,
And he learned to tear his prey;
He devoured men.
He was captured in their pit,
And they brought him with hooks
To the land of Egypt.
That her hope was lost,
She took another of her cubs
And made him a young lion.
He became a young lion,
He learned to tear his prey;
He devoured men.
And laid waste their cities;
And the land and its fullness were appalled
Because of the sound of his roaring.
On every side from their provinces,
And they spread their net over him;
He was captured in their pit.
And brought him to the king of Babylon;
They brought him in hunting nets
So that his voice would be heard no more
On the mountains of Israel.
Planted by the waters;
It was fruitful and full of branches
Because of abundant waters.
And its height was raised above the clouds
So that it was seen in its height with the mass of its branches.
It was cast down to the ground;
And the east wind dried up its fruit.
Its strong branch was torn off
So that it withered;
The fire consumed it.
In a dry and thirsty land.
It has consumed its shoots and fruit,
So that there is not in it a strong branch,
A scepter to rule.’”
This is a lamentation, and has become a lamentation.