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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 in a vineyard[a]
    transplanted by the water,
fruitful and full of branches
    from abundant water.(A)
11 Its strongest stem became
    a ruler’s scepter;[b]
it towered aloft
    among the clouds;
it stood out in its height
    with its mass of branches.(B)
12 But it was plucked up in fury,
    cast down to the ground;
the east wind dried it up;
    its fruit was stripped off;
its strong stem was withered;
    the fire consumed it.(C)
13 Now it is transplanted into the wilderness,
    into a dry and thirsty land.(D)
14 And fire has gone out from its stem,
    has consumed its branches and fruit,
so that there remains in it no strong stem,
    no scepter for ruling.

This is a lamentation, and it is used as a lamentation.(E)

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Footnotes

  1. 19.10 Cn: Heb in your blood
  2. 19.11 Heb Its strongest stems became rulers’ scepters