In the trees near by, the birds make their nests and sing.

You rest secure among the cedars brought from Lebanon; but how pitiful you'll be when pains strike you, pains like those of a woman in labor.

Every kind of bird built nests in its branches; The wild animals bore their young in its shelter; The nations of the world rested in its shade.

Its leaves were beautiful, and it had enough fruit on it to feed the whole world. Wild animals rested under it, and birds made their nests in its branches.

Even though you make your home as high as an eagle's nest, so that it seems to be among the stars, yet I will pull you down.

It is the smallest of all seeds, but when it grows up, it is the biggest of all plants. It becomes a tree, so that birds come and make their nests in its branches."

(SEE 11:13)

Even storks know when it is time to return; doves, swallows, and thrushes know when it is time to migrate. But, my people, you do not know the laws by which I rule you.