The Lament for the Ruined Vine

Ezekiel 19:10-14

Your mother was like a vine in your vineyard, planted by the water; it was fruitful and full of branches because of the abundant waters.

It had strong branches, fit for a ruler’s scepter. It towered high above the thick branches, conspicuous for its height and for its dense foliage.

But it was uprooted in fury, cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up its fruit. Its strong branches were stripped off and they withered; the fire consumed them.

Now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.

Fire has gone out from its main branch and devoured its fruit; on it no strong branch remains fit for a ruler’s scepter.’ This is a lament and shall be used as a lament.”

The Lament for the Ruined Vine

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