19:1  “Moreover take up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,

19:2  and say:
‘ What is your mother? A lioness:
She lay down among the lions;
Among the young lions she nourished her cubs.

19:3  She brought up one of her cubs,
And he became a young lion;
He learned to catch prey,
And he devoured men.

19:4  The nations also heard of him;
He was trapped in their pit,
And they brought him with chains to the land of Egypt.

19:5  ‘ When she saw that she waited, that her hope was lost,
She took another of her cubs and made him a young lion.

19:6  He roved among the lions,
And became a young lion;
He learned to catch prey;
He devoured men.

19:7  He knew their desolate places,
And laid waste their cities;
The land with its fullness was desolated
By the noise of his roaring.

19:8  Then the nations set against him from the provinces on every side,
And spread their net over him;
He was trapped in their pit.

19:9  They put him in a cage with chains,
And brought him to the king of Babylon;
They brought him in nets,
That his voice should no longer be heard on the mountains of Israel.

19:10  ‘ Your mother was like a vine in your bloodline,
Planted by the waters,
Fruitful and full of branches
Because of many waters.

19:11  She had strong branches for scepters of rulers.
She towered in stature above the thick branches,
And was seen in her height amid the dense foliage.

19:12  But she was plucked up in fury,
She was cast down to the ground,
And the east wind dried her fruit.
Her strong branches were broken and withered;
The fire consumed them.

19:13  And now she is planted in the wilderness,
In a dry and thirsty land.

19:14  Fire has come out from a rod of her branches
And devoured her fruit,
So that she has no strong branch— a scepter for ruling.’” This is a lamentation, and has become a lamentation.