And the trees will say to the fig tree, Come thou, reign over us.

And the fig tree will say to them, Left I my sweetness, and my good produce, and went I to wander about over the trees?

And the buckthorn will say to the trees, If in truth ye anoint me for king over you, come, take refuge in my shadow: and if not, fire shall come forth from the buckthorn and shall consume the cedars of Lebanon.