¹⁰ “‘Your mother was like a vine
    in your blood,
planted by the waters.
    It was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.
¹¹ It had strong branches for the scepters of those who ruled.
    Their stature was exalted among the thick boughs.
They were seen in their height
    with the multitude of their branches.
¹² But it was plucked up in fury.
    It was cast down to the ground,
and the east wind dried up its fruit.
    Its strong branches were broken off and withered.
    The fire consumed them.