The word of Adonai came to me, asking, “Yirmeyahu, what do you see?” I answered, “I see a branch from an almond tree .

“For long ago I broke your yoke; when I snapped your chains, you said, ‘I won’t sin.’ Yet on every high hill, under every green tree, you sprawled and prostituted yourself.

In the days of Yoshiyahu the king, Adonai asked me, “Have you seen the things that backsliding Isra’el has been doing? She goes up on every bare hill and under every green tree and prostitutes herself there.

Only acknowledge your guilt, that you have committed crimes against Adonai your God, that you were promiscuous with strangers under every green tree, and that you have not paid attention to my voice,” says Adonai.

They will eat up your harvest and your bread, they will eat up your sons and your daughters, they will eat up your flocks and your herds, they will eat up your vines and your fig trees; with the sword they will beat down your fortified cities, in which you trust.

For Adonai-Tzva’ot says this: “Cut down her trees, and raise a siege-ramp against Yerushalayim! This is the city to be punished; in her there is nothing but oppression.

Therefore, here is what Adonai Elohim says: “My anger and fury will be poured out on this place, on men, animals, trees in the fields and produce growing from the ground; and it will burn without being quenched.”

“‘I will put an end to them,’ says Adonai. ‘There are no grapes on the vine, and no figs on the fig tree; the leaf has withered; and what I have given them will pass from their possession.’”

for the customs of the peoples are nothing. They cut down a tree in the forest; a craftsman works it with his axe;

Adonai once called you an olive tree, beautiful, full of leaves and good fruit. Now with the roar of a violent storm, he has set it on fire; and its branches will be consumed.

But I was like a tame lamb led to be slaughtered; I did not know that they were plotting schemes against me — “Let’s destroy the tree with its fruit, we’ll cut him off from the land of the living, so that his name will be forgotten.”

As they remember their children, so they remember their altars and their sacred poles by the green trees on the high hills.

He will be like a tree planted near water; it spreads out its roots by the river; it does not notice when heat comes; and its foliage is luxuriant; it is not anxious in a year of drought but keeps on yielding fruit.

Egypt hisses like a snake, as the enemy’s army marches ahead, attacking her with their axes like lumbermen chopping trees.