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

“‘Your mother was like a vine in your vineyard, planted by water. It was fruitful and full of branches because it was well-watered.

In a good field, by abundant waters, it was planted to grow branches, bear fruit, and become a beautiful vine.

Consider! It is planted, but will it prosper? Will it not wither completely when the east wind blows on it? Will it not wither in the soil where it sprouted?’”

“‘This is what the sovereign Lord says: “‘I will take a sprig from the lofty top of the cedar and plant it. I will pluck from the top one of its tender twigs; I myself will plant it on a high and lofty mountain.

I will plant it on a high mountain of Israel, and it will raise branches and produce fruit and become a beautiful cedar. Every bird will live under it; Every winged creature will live in the shade of its branches.