He is a well-watered plant in the sunshine, spreading its shoots over the garden.
It sent out its branches to the Sea, and its shoots toward the River.
Why do the wicked live on, growing old and increasing in power?
For I envied the arrogant when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.
The LORD once called you a flourishing olive tree, beautiful with well-formed fruit. But with a mighty roar He will set
I have seen a wicked, ruthless man flourishing like a well-rooted native tree,
I have seen a fool taking root, but suddenly his house was cursed.