The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir. And behold, the congregations of saints, the places where we do sweetly converse and walk together, are both firm and during, like cedars amongst the trees, not subject, through thy protect- How is the faithful city become an harlot! it was full of judgment. Jerusalem was once my faithful spouse, a holy city: how is it, x 2 that she is now turned strumpet, and become desperately lewd and debauched? &c. Thy silver is become dross, thy wine mixed with water. Those good graces, that thou didst once profess to have, are now utterly corrupted and depraved; thine obedience, which was once sincere and pure, is now adulterated with abominable wickedness.