Old Testament · Prophets
Ezekiel chapter 31
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In the , in the third month, on the first day of the month, the word of came to me:“, say to king of Egypt and to his vast throngs:
Who could you even compare yourself to
in your greatness?Think of — once a ,
with beautiful branches casting deep shade,
towering in height,
its crown threading through the clouds.The waters made it grow tall,
the lifted it high,
sending their rivers flowing around where it was planted,
channeling their streams to every tree of the field.So it towered higher than every other tree in the field.
Its boughs multiplied, its branches stretched long,
spreading wide from the abundant water.All the nested in its boughs,
all the wild animals gave birth beneath its branches,
and every great nation lived in its shade.It was stunning in its greatness,
in the reach of its limbs,
because its roots went deep
into abundant water.The cedars in could not rival it.
No cypress could match its boughs,
no plane tree could compare to its branches.
No tree in God’s garden was as beautiful.I made it beautiful
with its abundant branches,
and every tree in — God’s garden —
was envious of it.“So this is what , says:
Because it towered so high,
lifting its crown into the clouds,
and its with its height —I handed it over to the .
He dealt with it as its wickedness deserved.
I drove it out.Foreigners — the — cut it down
and left it there.
Its branches fell on the mountains and in every valley,
its boughs lay broken in every ravine of the land.
All the peoples of the earth withdrew from its shade
and abandoned it.On its fallen trunk, every bird of the sky settled,
and among its branches, every wild animal made its home —so that no tree by the waters would ever grow so tall again,
or push its crown into the clouds,
and no tree that drinks deep would ever reach that height.
Because all of them are handed over to death,
to the ,
among the children of mortality
who go down to .“This is what Yahweh, the Lord, says:
On the day it went down to the grave,
I made the —
I held back their rivers,
and the great waters were stopped.
I dressed Lebanon in darkness for it,
and all the trees of the field wilted with grief.I made the nations tremble at the sound of its fall
when I brought it down to the grave
with those who descend into the pit.
Then all the trees of Eden,
the choicest and finest of Lebanon,
all that drank deeply —
they were .They too went down to the grave with it,
to join those killed by the sword —
its
among the nations.“Which of Eden’s trees was your equal
in and greatness?
Yet you will be brought down with the trees of Eden
to the underworld.
You will lie among ,
with those killed by the sword.
This is Pharaoh and all his vast throngs,”
declares Yahweh, the Lord.