He rebukes the sea so that it dries up,
and He makes all the rivers run dry.
Bashan and Carmel wither;
even the flower of Lebanon withers.

For they will be consumed
like entangled thorns,
like the drink of a drunkard
and like straw that is fully dry.

Are you better than Thebes
that sat along the Nile
with water surrounding her,
whose rampart was the sea,
the river her wall?

All your fortresses are fig trees
with figs that ripened first;
when shaken, they fall—
right into the mouth of the eater!