If its roots grow old in the earth, and its trunk passes into dust,
A tree has hope: if it has been cut, it turns green again, and its branches spring forth.
at the scent of water, it will sprout and bring forth leaves, as when it had first been planted.
Your dead shall live. My slain will rise again. Be awakened, and give praise, you who live in the dust! For your dew is the dew of the light, and you shall be dragged down to the land of the giants, to ruination.
Amen, amen, I say to you, unless the grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies,
How foolish! What you sow cannot be brought back to life, unless it first dies.