A lamentation for the princes of Israel, under the parable of lions' whelps taken in a pit,
Ezekiel 19:1 Thou also, take vp a lamentation for the princes of Israel, Ezekiel 19:2 And say, Wherefore lay thy mother as a lyonesse among the lyons? she nourished her yong ones among the lyons whelps, Ezekiel 19:3 And she brought vp one of her whelps, and it became a lyon, and it learned to catch the praye, and it deuoured men. Ezekiel 19:4 The nations also heard of him, and he was taken in their nets, and they brought him in chaines vnto the land of Egypt. Ezekiel 19:5 Nowe when she sawe, that she had waited and her hope was lost, she tooke another of her whelps, and made him a lyon. Ezekiel 19:6 Which went among the lyons, and became a lyon, and learned to catch the praye, and he deuoured men. Ezekiel 19:7 And he knew their widowes, & he destroyed their cities, and the land was wasted, and all that was therein by the noyse of his roaring. Ezekiel 19:8 Then the nations set against him on euery side of the countreys, and laide their nets for him: so he was taken in their pit. Ezekiel 19:9 And they put him in prison and in chaines, and brought him to the King of Babel, and they put him in holdes, that his voyce should no more be heard vpon the mountaines of Israel.
and for Jerusalem, under the parable of a wasted vine.
Ezekiel 19:10 Thy mother is like a vine in thy blood, planted by the waters: she brought foorth fruite and branches by the abundant waters, Ezekiel 19:11 And she had strong rods for the scepters of them that beare rule, and her stature was exalted among the branches, and she appeared in her height with the multitude of her branches. Ezekiel 19:12 But she was plucked vp in wrath: she was cast downe to the ground, & the East winde dried vp her fruite: her branches were broken, & withered: as for the rod of her strength, the fire consumed it. Ezekiel 19:13 And now she is planted in the wildernes in a drie and thirstie ground. Ezekiel 19:14 And fire is gone out of a rod of her branches, which hath deuoured her fruite, so that she hath no strong rod to be a scepter to rule: this is a lamentation and shalbe for a lamentation.