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Moreover do thou take up a lamentation for the prince of Israel,

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Ты́ же, сы́не человѣ́чь, возми́ пла́чь на кня́зи Ізра́илевы,

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and say, Why is thy mother become a whelp in the midst of lions? in the midst of lions she has multiplied her whelps.

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и рече́ши: почто́ ма́ти твоя́ льви́ца средѣ́ льво́въ почи́, посредѣ́ льво́въ умно́жи льви́чища своя́?

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And one of her whelps sprang forth; he became a lion, and learned to take prey, he devoured men.

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И отскочи́ єди́нъ от льви́чищъ єя́ и бы́сть ле́въ, и научи́ся восхища́ти восхище́нія и человѣ́ки снѣде́.

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And the nations heard a report of him; he was caught in their pit, and they brought him into the land of Egypt in chains.

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И слы́шаша о не́мъ язы́цы, и я́тъ бы́сть въ растлѣ́ніи и́хъ, приведо́ша єго́ во уздѣ́ во Єги́петъ.

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And she saw that he was driven away from her, and her hope of him perished, and she took another of her whelps; she made him a lion.

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И ви́дѣ, я́ко отведе́нъ бы́сть от нея́, и поги́бе ча́яніє єя́: и взя́ ина́го от льви́чищъ свои́хъ и льво́мъ учини́ єго́,

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And he went up and down in the midst of lions, he became a lion, and learned to take prey, he devoured men.

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и живя́ше посредѣ́ льво́въ, бы́сть ле́въ и научи́ся восхища́ти восхище́нія: человѣ́ки изъяде́,

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And he prowled in his boldness and laid waste their cities, and made the land desolate, and the fulness of it, by the voice of his roaring.

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и пася́шеся въ лю́тости своє́й, и гра́ды и́хъ пу́сты поста́ви, и погуби́ зе́млю и исполне́ніє єя́ гла́сомъ рыка́нія своєго́.

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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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И да́ша на́нь язы́цы о́крестъ от стра́нъ и простро́ша на́нь мре́жи своя́, и въ погубле́ніи и́хъ я́тъ бы́сть.

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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.

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И положи́ша єго́ во уздѣ́ и въ клѣ́ти, приведо́ша єго́ ко царю́ Вавило́нску и вверго́ша єго́ въ темни́цу, я́ко да не слы́шится гла́съ єго́ ктому́ на гора́хъ Ізра́илевыхъ.

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Thy mother was as a vine and as a blossom on a pomegranate tree, planted by water: her fruit and her shoots abounded by reason of much water.

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Ма́ти твоя́ я́ко віногра́дъ и я́ко цвѣ́тъ ши́пчанъ на водѣ́ насажде́нъ, пло́дъ єго́ и отра́сль єго́ бы́сть от воды́ мно́ги.

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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.

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И бы́сть єму́ же́злъ крѣ́пости надъ пле́менемъ старѣ́йшинъ, и вознесе́ся въ вели́чіи своє́мъ средѣ́ ло́зія: и ви́дѣ вели́чество своє́ во мно́жествѣ ло́зія своєго́,

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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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и обломи́ся въ я́рости, и на зе́млю пове́рженъ бы́сть, и вѣ́тръ зно́йный изсуши́ плоды́ єго́: увядо́ша, и и́зсше же́злъ крѣ́пости єго́: о́гнь потреби́ єго́.

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And now they have planted her in the wilderness, in a dry land.

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И ны́нѣ насади́ша єго́ въ пусты́ни, на земли́ безво́днѣ.

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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.

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И изы́де о́гнь от жезла́ избра́нныхъ єго́ и пояде́ и́, и не бѣ́ въ не́мъ жезла́ крѣ́пости єго́: пле́мя въ при́тчу пла́ча є́сть, и бу́детъ пла́чь.