The voice of the Lord cracks the cedars; the Lord splinters the cedars of Lebanon,
The trees of the Lord drink their fill, the cedars of Lebanon, which you planted.
Yes, against all the cedars of Lebanon and against all the oaks of Bashan,
The buckthorn answered the trees, ‘If you are anointing me in good faith, to make me king over you, come, and take refuge in my shadow. But if not, let fire come from the buckthorn and devour the cedars of Lebanon.’