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Sing the blues over the princes of Israel. |
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Say: What a lioness was your mother among lions! She crouched in a pride of young lions. Her cubs grew large. |
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She reared one of her cubs to maturity, a robust young lion. He learned to hunt. He ate men. |
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Nations sounded the alarm. He was caught in a trap. They took him with hooks and dragged him to Egypt. |
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When the lioness saw she was luckless, that her hope for that cub was gone, She took her other cub and made him a strong young lion. |
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He prowled with the lions, a robust young lion. He learned to hunt. He ate men. |
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He rampaged through their defenses, left their cities in ruins. The country and everyone in it was terrorized by the roars of the lion. |
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The nations got together to hunt him. Everyone joined the hunt. They set out their traps and caught him. |
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They put a wooden collar on him and took him to the king of Babylon. No more would that voice be heard disturbing the peace in the mountains of Israel! |
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Here's another way to put it: Your mother was like a vine in a vineyard, transplanted alongside streams of water, Luxurious in branches and grapes because of the ample water. |
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It grew sturdy branches fit to be carved into a royal scepter. It grew high, reaching into the clouds. Its branches filled the horizon, and everyone could see it. |
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Then it was ripped up in a rage and thrown to the ground. The hot east wind shriveled it up and stripped its fruit. The sturdy branches dried out, fit for nothing but kindling. |
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Now it's a stick stuck out in the desert, a bare stick in a desert of death, |
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Good for nothing but making fires, campfires in the desert. Not a hint now of those sturdy branches fit for use as a royal scepter! (This is a sad song, a text for singing the blues.) |
Ezekiel 19:1 English Language Bible Words basic statistical display
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