For you shall be allied with the stones of the field. The animals of the field shall be at peace with you.

They cut their provender in the field. They glean the vineyard of the wicked.

then let me sow, and let another eat. Yes, let the produce of my field be rooted out.

Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go forth, and don't return again.

Surely the mountains produce food for him, where all the animals of the field play.