They are like well-watered plants in the sunshine that spread their roots all through the garden.
I have seen a fool succeed, but I cursed his home immediately.
They wrap their roots around a pile of rocks and look for a place among the stones.
Our branches reached the Mediterranean Sea, and our shoots went to the Euphrates River.
The Lord called you “a leafy olive tree, with beautiful fruit and shape.” But with the roar of a strong storm he will set that tree on fire, and its branches will be burned up.