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10 “Your mother was like a vine
    planted by the water’s edge.
It had lush, green foliage
    because of the abundant water.
11 Its branches became strong—
    strong enough to be a ruler’s scepter.
It grew very tall,
    towering above all others.
It stood out because of its height
    and its many lush branches.
12 But the vine was uprooted in fury
    and thrown down to the ground.
The desert wind dried up its fruit
    and tore off its strong branches,
so that it withered
    and was destroyed by fire.
13 Now the vine is transplanted to the wilderness,
    where the ground is hard and dry.
14 A fire has burst out from its branches
    and devoured its fruit.
Its remaining limbs are not
    strong enough to be a ruler’s scepter.

“This is a funeral song, and it will be used in a funeral.”

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10 ‘Your mother was like a vine
    entwining a pomegranate,[a]
planted by water, full of fruit,
    and full of branches
        because it had been watered generously.
11 Strong were its boughs,
    suitable for use in the scepter of a ruler.
It reached to the clouds,
    noticeable because of its height
        and its abundant branches.
12 Yet in anger it was uprooted
    and cast down to the earth.
An east wind desiccated its fruit;
    its strong branches broke off and withered,
        and a fire consumed them.
13 Now it is planted in the desert,
    in a dry and thirsty land!
14 Fire had burned through its branches,
    consuming its shoots and fruits.
No strong branches remain in it,
    and there is no scepter to rule!’

“This is a lamentation, and it is to be used in mourning.”

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Notas al pie

  1. Ezekiel 19:10 So LXX; MT reads in your blood, misreading the Heb. a pomegranate