And God saith, 'Let the earth yield tender grass, herb sowing seed, fruit-tree (whose seed is in itself) making fruit after its kind, on the earth:' and it is so.

And the earth bringeth forth tender grass, herb sowing seed after its kind, and tree making fruit (whose seed is in itself) after its kind; and God seeth that it is good;

Drop as rain doth My doctrine; Flow as dew doth My sayings; As storms on the tender grass, And as showers on the herb,

And as the light of morning he riseth, A morning sun -- no clouds! By the shining, by the rain, Tender grass of the earth!

And their inhabitants are feeble-handed, They were broken down, and are dried up, They have been the herb of the field, And the greenness of the tender grass, Grass of the roofs, And blasted corn -- before it hath risen up!

Brayeth a wild ass over tender grass? Loweth an ox over his provender?

To satisfy a desolate and waste place, And to cause to shoot up The produce of the tender grass?

Lo, I pray thee, Behemoth, that I made with thee: Grass as an ox he eateth.

In pastures of tender grass He causeth me to lie down, By quiet waters He doth lead me.

For as grass speedily they are cut off, And as the greenness of the tender grass do fade.

He cometh down as rain on mown grass, As showers -- sprinkling the earth.

Thou hast inundated them, they are asleep, In the morning as grass he changeth.

Mortal man! as grass are his days, As a flower of the field so he flourisheth;

Causing grass to spring up for cattle, And herb for the service of man, To bring forth bread from the earth,

They are as grass of the roofs, That before it was drawn out withereth,

Who is covering the heavens with clouds, Who is preparing for the earth rain, Who is causing grass to spring up on mountains,

Revealed was the hay, and seen the tender grass, And gathered the herbs of mountains.

For, the waters of Nimrim are desolations, For, withered hath been the hay, Finished hath been the tender grass, A green thing there hath not been.

And their inhabitants are feeble-handed, They were broken down, and are dried up. They have been the herb of the field, And the greenness of the tender grass, Grass of the roofs, And blasted corn, before it hath risen up.

A voice is saying, 'Call,' And he said, 'What do I call?' All flesh is grass, and all its goodliness is As a flower of the field:

Withered hath grass, faded the flower, For the Spirit of Jehovah blew upon it, Surely the people is grass;

Withered hath grass, faded the flower, But a word of our God riseth for ever.

And they have sprung up as among grass, As willows by streams of water.

I -- I am He -- your comforter, Who art thou -- and thou art afraid of man? he dieth! And of the son of man -- grass he is made!

And ye have seen, and rejoiced hath your heart, And your bones as tender grass do flourish, And the hand of Jehovah hath been known unto His servants, And He hath been indignant with His enemies.

For even the hind in the field hath brought forth -- to forsake it! For there hath been no grass.

Because thou rejoicest, because thou exultest, O spoilers of Mine inheritance, Because thou increasest as a heifer at the tender grass, And dost cry aloud as bulls,

but the stump of its roots leave in the earth, even with a band of iron and brass, in the tender grass of the field, and with the dew of the heavens is it wet, and with the beasts is his portion in the herb of the earth;

and that which the king hath seen -- a sifter, even a holy one, coming down from the heavens, and he hath said, Cut down the tree, and destroy it; but the stump of its roots leave in the earth, even with a band of iron and brass, in the tender grass of the field, and with the dew of the heavens it is wet, and with the beast of the field is his portion, till that seven times pass over him.