for all the cedars of Lebanon, that are so high and mighty, for all the oaks of Bashan;
The Lord’s shout breaks the cedars, the Lord shatters the cedars of Lebanon.
The evergreens also rejoice over your demise, as do the cedars of Lebanon, singing, ‘Since you fell asleep, no woodsman comes up to chop us down!’
The land dries up and withers away; the forest of Lebanon shrivels up and decays. Sharon is like the desert; Bashan and Carmel are parched.
Through your messengers you taunted the sovereign master, ‘With my many chariots I climbed up the high mountains, the slopes of Lebanon. I cut down its tall cedars and its best evergreens. I invaded its most remote regions, its thickest woods.
They made your oars from oaks of Bashan; they made your deck with cypresses from the Kittean isles.
So I will set Judah on fire, and it will consume Jerusalem’s fortresses.”