11 The mountains were covered by its shadow,the cedars of God by its branches.
12 It sent out its boughs as far as the sea,its shoots as far as the river.
13 Why have you broken down its walls,so that all who pass along the way pluck its fruit?
14 The boar from the forest strips the vine;the beast of the field feeds upon it.
15 Turn back again, God of hosts;look down from heaven and see;Visit this vine,
16 the stock your right hand has planted,and the son whom you made strong for yourself.
17 Those who would burn or cut it down—may they perish at your rebuke.