Even the cypresses and cedars of Lebanon exult over you: “Since you have been laid low, no woodcutter comes against us.”
I made the nations quake at the sound of its downfall, when I cast it down to Sheol with those who descend to the Pit. T
Wail, O cypress, for the cedar has fallen; the majestic trees are ruined! Wail, O oaks of Bashan, for the dense forest h
You will indeed go out with joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and