³ Thy wife `is' as a fruitful vine in the sides of thy house, Thy sons as olive plants around thy table.

⁸ And I, as a green olive in the house of God, I have trusted in the kindness of God, To the age and for ever,

¹⁰ Thy mother `is' as a vine in thy blood by waters planted, Fruitful and full of boughs it hath been, Because of many waters.

¹² Because our sons `are' as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished -- the likeness of a palace,

¹⁵ Drink waters out of thine own cistern, Even flowing ones out of thine own well.

¹⁶ Let thy fountains be scattered abroad, In broad places rivulets of waters.

¹⁷ Let them be to thee for thyself, And not to strangers with thee.

¹⁸ Let thy fountain be blessed, And rejoice because of the wife of thy youth,

²² Joseph `is' a fruitful son; A fruitful son by a fountain, Daughters step over the wall;

⁵ O the happiness of the man Who hath filled his quiver with them, They are not ashamed, For they speak with enemies in the gate!

⁶ Go on do his sucklings, And his beauty is as an olive, And he hath fragrance as Lebanon.

⁷ Return do the dwellers under his shadow, They revive `as' corn, and flourish as a vine, His memorial `is' as wine of Lebanon.

¹⁶ `An olive, green, fair, of goodly fruit,' Hath Jehovah called thy name, At the noise of a great tumult He hath kindled fire against it, And broken have been its thin branches.

²⁴ for if thou, out of the olive tree, wild by nature, wast cut out, and, contrary to nature, wast graffed into a good olive tree, how much rather shall they, who `are' according to nature, be graffed into their own olive tree?