Your wife will be like a fruitful vine in the inner rooms of your house; your children will be like olive branches, as they sit all around your table.

The mountains were covered by its shadow, the highest cedars by its branches.

Its branches reached the Mediterranean Sea, and its shoots the Euphrates River.

You uprooted a vine from Egypt; you drove out nations and transplanted it.

O God, invincible warrior, come back! Look down from heaven and take notice! Take care of this vine,