When the Old Testament writers wished to describe that which was
consummately beautiful, rich, strong, proud and enduring, they drew
their similes from Hermon and Lebanon, and the climax of the “glory of
Lebanon” they found in the “cedars of God.”[44] Would they express the
full perfection of that which was choice,[45] excellent,[46] goodly,[47]
high and lifted up,[48] they pictured “a cedar in Lebanon with fair
branches, and with a forest-like shade.... Its stature was exalted above
all of the trees of the field; and its boughs were multiplied, and its
branches became long.... All the birds of the heavens made their nests in
its boughs; and under its branches did all the beasts of the field bring
forth their young.... Thus was it fair in its greatness, in the length of
its branches ... nor was any tree in the garden of God like unto it for
beauty.”[49]
The cedar of Lebanon must not be confounded with the various smaller
trees which in America are known as “cedars.” It is own brother to the
great deodar or god-tree of the Himalayas and the forest giants on
the high slopes of the Atlas, Taurus and Amanus ranges. In the days
when Hiram of Tyre provided timber for Solomon’s Temple, large cedar
woods spread over Lebanon, and apparently grew also on the sides of
Anti-Lebanon and Hermon; but generation after generation these trees
became fewer in number. Even in the sixth century, Justinian found it
difficult to secure sufficiently large beams for the Church of the Virgin
(now the Mosque el-Aksa) in Jerusalem. Many efforts were made to preserve
the trees, which had long been considered of a peculiar sanctity. High
up on the rocky sides of Lebanon, Hadrian carved his imperial command
that the groves should be left untouched. Modern Maronite patriarchs have
excommunicated those who cut down the “trees of God.” But the roving
goats who nibble the tender young saplings have regarded neither emperor
nor patriarch. Now there is little timber of any kind in Syria, and the
profiles of the mountains cut sharp against the sky. Of the cedars there
remain only seven groups, the finest of which is the one we are visiting,
above the village of Besherreh.
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