Then he said to me, Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Yisra'el: behold, they say, Our bones are dried up, and our hope is lost; we are clean cut off.
Aren't they beyond the Yarden, behind the way of the going down of the sun, in the land of the Kena`anim who dwell in the `Aravah, over against Gilgal, beside the oaks of Moreh?