حِزْقِيَال 21:10

قَدْ حُدِّدَ لِيَذْبَحَ ذَبْحًا. قَدْ صُقِلَ لِكَيْ يَبْرُقَ. فَهَلْ نَبْتَهِجُ؟ عَصَا ٱبْنِي تَزْدَرِي بِكُلِّ عُودٍ.

It is sharpened to make a sore slaughter; it is furbished that it may glitter: should we then make mirth? it contemneth the rod of my son, as every tree.