1 On the first day of the third month of the eleventh year of our exile, the Lord spoke to me.
2 “Mortal man,” he said, “say to the king of Egypt and all his people:How powerful you are!What can I compare you to?
3 You are like a cedar in Lebanon,With beautiful, shady branches,A tree so tall it reaches the clouds.
4 There was water to make it grow,And underground rivers to feed it.They watered the place where the tree was growingAnd sent streams to all the trees of the forest.