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Pharaoh to Be Slain

31 In the eleventh year, in the third month, on the first day of the month, the word of the Lord came to me, saying: Son of man, speak to Pharaoh king of Egypt, and to his multitude:

Whom are you like in your greatness?
Assyria was a cedar in Lebanon,
    with fair branches and shade for a forest,
    and high stature;
and its top was among the clouds.
The waters made it great;
    the deep set it up on high.
With its rivers it continually ran
    all around its plants,
and sent out its little rivers
    to all the trees of the field.
Therefore its height was exalted
    above all the trees of the field,
and its boughs were multiplied,
    and its branches became long
    because of the abundance of water, as it spread them out.
All the fowl of heaven
    made their nests in its boughs;
and under its branches
    all the beasts of the field gave birth;
and under its shadow
    all great nations lived.
Thus it was fair in its greatness,
    in the length of its branches,
for its roots were
    by many waters.
The cedars in the garden of God
    could not match it;
the fir trees
    were not like its boughs,
and the chestnut trees
    were not like its branches;
nor was any tree in the garden of God
    like it in its beauty.
I made it beautiful with an abundance of branches,
    so that all the trees of Eden envied it,
    that were in the garden of God.

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