And it came aboutוַיְהִיin the eleventh year,בְּאַחַת עֶשְׂרֵה שָׁנָהin the third month,בַּשְּׁלִישִׁיon the first dayבְּאֶחָדof the month,לַחֹדֶשׁthe wordדְבַרof YHWHיְהוָהcameהָיָהto me,אֵלַיsaying,לֵאמֹר
“Sonבֶּןof man,אָדָםsayאֱמֹרto Pharaoh,אֶל פַּרְעֹהkingמֶלֶךְof Egypt,מִצְרַיִםand to his multitude,וְאֶל הֲמוֹנוֹ‘Toאֶלwhomמִיare you likeדָּמִיתָin your greatness?בְגָדְלֶךָ
Look,הִנֵּהAssyria,אַשּׁוּרa cedarאֶרֶזin Lebanon,בַּלְּבָנוֹןbeautifulיְפֵהof branches,עָנָףand a thicketוְחֹרֶשׁgiving shade,מֵצַלand tallוּגְבַהּof stature,קוֹמָהand amongוּבֵיןthe thick foliageעֲבֹתִיםwasהָיְתָהits top.צַמַּרְתּוֹ
The watersמַיִםmade it grow,גִּדְּלוּהוּthe deepתְּהוֹםmade it high;רֹמְמָתְהוּher streamsנַהֲרֹתֶיהָwentהֹלֵךְaroundסְבִיבוֹתher planting,מַטָּעָהּand her conduitsוְ תְּעָלֹתֶיהָshe sent outשִׁלְחָהto allאֶל כָּלthe treesעֲצֵיof the field.הַשָּׂדֶה
Thereforeעַל כֵּןits heightקֹמָתוֹwas exaltedגָּבְהָאabove allמִכֹּלthe treesעֲצֵיof the field,הַשָּׂדֶהand its boughsוַ סַרְעַפֹּתָיוmultiplied,תִּרְבֶּינָהand its foliageוַ פֹארֹתָיוgrew longתֶּאֱרַכְנָהfromמִmanyרַבִּיםwatersמַּיִםas it spread out.בְּשַׁלְּחוֹ
In its boughsבִּסְעַפֹּתָיוallכָּלthe birdsעוֹףof the heavensהַשָּׁמַיִםnested,קִנְנוּand underוְתַחַתits foliageפֹּארֹתָיוallכֹּלthe animalsחַיַּתof the fieldהַשָּׂדֶהgave birth,יָלְדוּand in its shadeוּבְצִלּוֹall the manyכֹּל רַבִּיםnationsגּוֹיִםlived.יֵשְׁבוּ
And it was beautifulוַיְּיִףin its greatness,בְּגָדְלוֹin the lengthבְּאֹרֶךְof its branches,דָּלִיּוֹתָיוforכִּיits rootשָׁרְשׁוֹwasהָיָהbyאֶלmanyרַבִּיםwaters.מַיִם
The cedarsאֲרָזִיםdid notלֹאeclipse itעֲמָמֻהוּin the gardenבְּגַןof Elohim;אֱלֹהִיםthe cypressesבְּרוֹשִׁיםdid notלֹאresembleדָמוּits boughs,אֶל סְעַפֹּתָיוand the plane treesוְעַרְמֹנִיםwere notלֹא הָיוּlike its foliage;כְּפֹארֹתָיוnoכָּל לֹאtreeעֵץin the gardenבְּגַןof Elohimאֱלֹהִיםresembledדָמָהitאֵלָיוin its beauty.בְּיָפְיוֹ
BeautifulיָפֶהI made itעֲשִׂיתִיוin the abundanceבְּרֹבof its branches,דָּלִיּוֹתָיוand allוַ כָּלthe treesעֲצֵיof Edenעֵדֶןenvied it,יְקַנְאֻהוּthatאֲשֶׁרwere in the gardenבְּגַןof Elohim.’הָאֱלֹהִים
ThereforeלָכֵןthusכֹּהsaysאָמַרAdonaiאֲדֹנָיYHWH:יְהוִה‘Becauseיַעַן אֲשֶׁרyou rose highגָּבַהְתָּin stature,בְּקוֹמָהand it setוַיִּתֵּןits topצַמַּרְתּוֹamongאֶל בֵּיןthe thick foliage,עֲבוֹתִיםand its heartוְ לְבָבוֹwas lifted upרָםin its height,בְּגָבְהוֹ
I will give itוְאֶתְּנֵהוּinto the handבְּיַדof the mighty oneאֵילof the nations;גּוֹיִםhe will surely dealעָשׂוֹ יַעֲשֶׂהwith itלוֹaccording to its wickedness;כְּרִשְׁעוֹI have driven it out.גֵּרַשְׁתִּהוּ
And strangersוַ זָרִיםcut it down,יִּכְרְתֻהוּthe fearsome onesעָרִיצֵיof the nations,גוֹיִםand left it;וַיִּטְּשֻׁהוּon the mountainsאֶל הֶהָרִיםand in allוּבְכָלthe valleysגֵּאָיוֹתits branchesדָלִיּוֹתָיוfell,נָפְלוּand its foliageוַ פֹארֹתָיוwas brokenתִּשָּׁבַרְנָהin allבְּכֹלthe watercoursesאֲפִיקֵיof the earth;הָאָרֶץand allוַ כָּלthe peoplesעַמֵּיof the earthהָאָרֶץcame downיֵּרְדוּfrom its shadeמִצִּלּוֹand left it.וַיִּטְּשֻׁהוּ
Upon its fallעַל מַפַּלְתּוֹallכָּלthe birdsעוֹףof the heavensהַשָּׁמָיִםdwell,יִשְׁכְּנוּand onוְאֶלits foliageפֹּארֹתָיוareהָיוּallכֹּלthe animalsחַיַּתof the field,הַשָּׂדֶה
so thatלְמַעַן אֲשֶׁרnoלֹא כָּלtreesעֲצֵיby the watersמַיִםwill rise highיִגְבְּהוּin their stature,בְקוֹמָתָםnorוְלֹאsetיִתְּנוּtheir topצַמַּרְתָּםamongאֶל בֵּיןthe thick foliage,עֲבֹתִיםnorוְלֹאstandיַעַמְדוּin their heightאֵלֵיהֶם בְּגָבְהָםallכָּלwho drinkשֹׁתֵיwater;מָיִםforכִּיall of themכֻלָּםare given overנִתְּנוּto death,לַמָּוֶתto the landאֶל אֶרֶץbelow,תַּחְתִּיתin the midstבְּתוֹךְof the sonsבְּנֵיof man,אָדָםwith those who go downאֶל יוֹרְדֵיto the pit.’בוֹר
ThusכֹּהsaysאָמַרAdonaiאֲדֹנָיYHWH:יְהוִה‘On the dayבְּיוֹםit went downרִדְתּוֹto SheolשְׁאוֹלָהI caused mourning;הֶאֱבַלְתִּיI coveredכִּסֵּתִיthe deepתְּהוֹםover it,עָלָיוand I held backוָאֶמְנַעits streams,נַהֲרוֹתֶיהָand the manyרַבִּיםwatersמַיִםwere restrained;וַיִּכָּלְאוּand I putוָאַקְדִּרLebanonלְבָנוֹןin mourningאַקְדִּרfor it,עָלָיוand allוְכָלthe treesעֲצֵיof the fieldהַשָּׂדֶהfaintedעֻלְפֶּהfor it.עָלָיו
At the soundמִקּוֹלof its fallמַפַּלְתּוֹI madeהִרְעַשְׁתִּיnationsגוֹיִםquake,הִרְעַשְׁתִּיwhen I brought it downבְּהוֹרִדִי אֹתוֹto Sheolשְׁאוֹלָהwith those who go downאֶת יוֹרְדֵיto the pit;בוֹרand they were comfortedוַיִּנָּחֲמוּin the landבְּאֶרֶץbelow,תַּחְתִּיתallכָּלthe treesעֲצֵיof Eden,עֵדֶןthe choiceמִבְחַרand bestוְטוֹבof Lebanon,לְבָנוֹןallכָּלwho drinkשֹׁתֵיwater.מָיִם
They tooגַּם הֵםwent downיָרְדוּwith itאִתּוֹto Sheol,שְׁאוֹלָהto those slainאֶל חַלְלֵיby the sword,חָרֶבand its arm,וּזְרֹעוֹwho livedיָשְׁבוּin its shadeבְצִלּוֹin the midstבְּתוֹךְof the nations.גּוֹיִם
Toאֶלwhomמִיare you like,דָמִיתָthus,כָּכָהin gloryבְּכָבוֹדand in greatnessוּבְגֹדֶלamong the treesבַּעֲצֵיof Eden?עֵדֶןAnd you will be brought downוְהוּרַדְתָּwith the treesאֶת עֲצֵיof Edenעֵדֶןto the landאֶל אֶרֶץbelow;תַּחְתִּיתin the midstבְּתוֹךְof the uncircumcisedעֲרֵלִיםyou will lie,תִּשְׁכַּבwith those slainאֶת חַלְלֵיby the sword.חֶרֶבThat isהוּאPharaohפַרְעֹהand allוְכָלhis multitude,הֲמוֹנֹהdeclaresנְאֻםAdonaiאֲדֹנָיYHWH.’”יְהוִה