1And you, lift up a lamentation over the chieftains of Israel.2And you shall say, "What is your mother? A lioness among lions; she couched in the midst of villages; she multiplied her cubs."3And she brought up one from her cubs; it was a lion cub, and he learned to tear prey—he ate humanity.4Nations heard him; he was caught in their pit, and they brought him with hooks to the land of Egypt.5And she saw that her inheritance had perished, her hope, and she took one from her cubs; she made him a lion cub.6And he walked about in the midst of lions; he was a lion, and he learned to tear prey—prey of men he ate.7And he knew his widows, and he cut off his cities, and it set Earth, and it filled from the voice of his roaring.8And they set upon him all the nations from around the provinces, and they spread their net over him; he was caught in their pit.9And they put him in a prison in chains, and they brought him to the king of Babel. They brought him into divine refuges/strongholds so that his voice would not be heard anymore on the mountains of Israel.10Your mother was like a vine in your blood upon waters, planted; its fruit and its branch she was from many waters.11And it had staffs of might for the tribal staffs of the rulers, and its height rose above the thickets, and it was seen in its height amid the abundance of its branches.12And it was plucked up in anger; it was cast to the earth, and the east wind withered its fruit. They broke apart and dried up—its strong staff; fire devoured it.13And now she is planted in the wilderness, in a land of drought and thirst.14And fire went out from a rod of her branches; it devoured her fruit, and there was not in it a rod of might, a scepter to rule. It is a lament, and it has become a lament.