He struck their vines and fig trees
and shattered the trees of their territory.

Let the fields and everything in them exult.
Then all the trees of the forest will shout for joy

The trees of the Lord flourish,
the cedars of Lebanon that He planted.

There the birds make their nests;
the stork makes its home in the pine trees.

Your wife will be like a fruitful vine
within your house,
your sons, like young olive trees
around your table.

There we hung up our lyres
on the poplar trees,

mountains and all hills,
fruit trees and all cedars,

It was like men in a thicket of trees,
wielding axes,

He killed their vines with hail
and their sycamore fig trees with a flood.