»Then he brought me back to the door of the temple; and there was water, flowing from under the threshold of the temple… the water came up to my ankles… the water came up to my knees… the water come up to my waist… water in which one must swim, a river that could not be crossed… When I returned, there, along the bank of the river, were very many trees on one side and the other…. This water…when it reaches the sea, its waters are healed…and everything will live wherever the rives goes. Along the bank of the river, on this side and that, will grow all kinds of trees used for food; their leaves will not wither, and their fruit will not fail. They will bear fruit every month, because their water flows from the sanctuary. Their fruit will be for food, and their leaves for medicine.”
Ezekiel 47:1-12
