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Ты́ же, сы́не человѣ́чь, возмѝ пла́чь на кнѧ̑зи і҆и҃лєвы,
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Moreover do thou take up a lamentation for the prince of Israel,
Then the nations set upon him from the countries round about, and they spread their nets upon him: he was taken in their pit.
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И҆ положи́ша є҆го̀ во оу҆здѣ̀ и҆ въ клѣ́ти, приведо́ша є҆го̀ ко царю̀ вавѷлѡ́нскꙋ и҆ вверго́ша є҆го̀ въ темни́цꙋ, ꙗ҆́кѡ да не слы́шитсѧ гла́съ є҆гѡ̀ ктомꙋ̀ на гора́хъ і҆и҃левыхъ.
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And they put him in chains and in a cage, and he came to the king of Babylon; and he cast him into prison, that his voice should not be heard on the mountains of Israel.
And she became a rod for a tribe of princes, and was elevated in her bulk in the midst of other trees, and she saw her bulk in the multitude of her branches.
But she was broken down in wrath, she was cast upon the ground, and the east wind dried up her choice branches: vengeance came upon them, and the rod of her strength was withered; fire consumed it.
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И҆ нн҃ѣ насади́ша є҆го̀ въ пꙋсты́ни, на землѝ безво́днѣ.
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And now they have planted her in the wilderness, in a dry land.
And fire is gone out of a rod of her choice boughs, and has devoured her; and there was no rod of strength in her. Her race is become a parable of lamentation, and it shall be for a lamentation.