He grows green in the sun, And his branches spread out in his garden.

他在日光之下发青，蔓子爬满了园子；

他在日光之下茂盛，嫩枝在园中蔓延；

他在日光之下茂盛，嫩枝在园中蔓延；

他像阳光下生机勃勃的植物，枝条爬满了园囿，

他在阳光之下，枝润叶青，它的嫩枝长满园子，

他在日光之下發青，蔓子爬滿了園子；

他在日光之下茂盛，嫩枝在園中蔓延；

他在日光之下茂盛，嫩枝在園中蔓延；

他像陽光下生機勃勃的植物，枝條爬滿了園囿，

他在陽光之下，枝潤葉青，它的嫩枝長滿園子，

在日光之下他枝潤葉青，他的幼枝伸出園子以上。

草受日光、其色青葱、蔓延圃外、

惡者惟草、雖暴以烈日、亦復蔓延於圃、

又如植物受日光、霑水潤、枝條蔓蔓、延及園外、

They are like a well-watered plant in the sunshine, spreading its shoots over the garden;

They are like a plant in the sunshine that receives plenty of water. It spreads its new growth all over the garden.

He is a lush plant before the sun, and his shoots spread over his garden.

The godless seem like a lush plant growing in the sunshine, its branches spreading across the garden.

He is a well-watered plant in the sunshine; his shoots spread out over his garden.

He flourishes before the sun, And his shoots spread out over his garden.

He is green before the sun, And his shoots go forth over his garden.

He is a well-watered plant in the sunshine; his shoots spread out over his garden.

He[ is] green before the sun, and his branch shooteth forth in his garden.

He is a well-watered plant in the sun, its shoots spread over its garden.

He is green before the sun. His shoots go out along his garden.

She sent out her boughs to the Sea, And her branches to the River.

For I was envious of the boastful, When I saw the prosperity of the wicked.For there are no pangs in their death, But their strength is firm.They are not in trouble as other men, Nor are they plagued like other men.Therefore pride serves as their necklace; Violence covers them like a garment.Their eyes bulge with abundance; They have more than heart could wish.They scoff and speak wickedly concerning oppression; They speak loftily.They set their mouth against the heavens, And their tongue walks through the earth.Therefore his people return here, And waters of a full cup are drained by them.And they say,“ How does God know? And is there knowledge in the Most High?”Behold, these are the ungodly, Who are always at ease; They increase in riches.

The Lord called your name, Green Olive Tree, Lovely and of Good Fruit. With the noise of a great tumult He has kindled fire on it, And its branches are broken.

Why do the wicked live and become old, Yes, become mighty in power?Their descendants are established with them in their sight, And their offspring before their eyes.Their houses are safe from fear, Neither is the rod of God upon them.Their bull breeds without failure; Their cow calves without miscarriage.They send forth their little ones like a flock, And their children dance.They sing to the tambourine and harp, And rejoice to the sound of the flute.They spend their days in wealth, And in a moment go down to the grave.Yet they say to God,‘ Depart from us, For we do not desire the knowledge of Your ways.Who is the Almighty, that we should serve Him? And what profit do we have if we pray to Him?’

I have seen the foolish taking root, But suddenly I cursed his dwelling place.

I have seen the wicked in great power, And spreading himself like a native green tree.Yet he passed away, and behold, he was no more; Indeed I sought him, but he could not be found.