“Then I said, ‘I will die in my nest, and I will multiply my days as the sand.
You said, ‘I will surely prosper you and make your descendants as the sand of the sea, which is too many to be counted.’ ”
Joseph gathered great quantities of grain as the sand of the sea until he stopped measuring it, for it was beyond measure.
I broke the jaws of the wicked and plucked the victim from his teeth.
My root was spread out by the waters, and the dew lay all night upon my branch.
You go to the grave in a full age, as stalks of grain are gathered up in season.
With long life will I satisfy him and show him My salvation.”
O inhabitant of Lebanon, who makes your nest in the cedars, how you will groan when pangs come upon you, the pain as of a woman in labor!
As for the terror of you, the pride of your heart has deceived you, O you who dwell in the clefts of the rock, who hold the height of the hill. Though you make your nest as high as the eagle, I will bring you down from there, says the Lord.
Though you ascend high like the eagle, and though you set your nest among the stars, I will bring you down from there, says the Lord.
“Woe to him who gets evil gain for his house, to set his nest on high, to be delivered from the power of calamity!”