Shoots

Therefore their inhabitants, devoid of power, are dismayed and ashamed. They are like plants in the field, tender green shoots, grass on the rooftops, scorched before it is grown.

While the shoots are still uncut, they dry up more quickly than grass.

He is a well-watered plant in the sunshine, spreading its shoots over the garden.

For there is hope for a tree: If it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its tender shoots will not fail.

He will not escape from the darkness; the flame will wither his shoots, and the breath of God’s mouth will carry him away.

It sent out its branches to the Sea, and its shoots toward the River.

Your wife will be like a fruitful vine flourishing within your house, your sons like olive shoots sitting around your table.

For the fields of Heshbon have withered, along with the grapevines of Sibmah. The rulers of the nations have trampled its choicest vines, which had reached as far as Jazer and spread toward the desert. Their shoots had spread out and passed over the sea.

For before the harvest, when the blossom is gone and the flower becomes a ripening grape, He will cut off the shoots with a pruning knife and remove and discard the branches.

Therefore their inhabitants, devoid of power, are dismayed and ashamed. They are like plants in the field, tender green shoots, grass on the rooftops, scorched before it is grown.

It sprouted and became a spreading vine, low in height, with branches turned toward him; yet its roots remained where it stood. So it became a vine and yielded branches and sent out shoots.

This is what the Lord GOD says: ‘I will take a shoot from the lofty top of the cedar, and I will set it out. I will pluck a tender sprig from its topmost shoots, and I will plant it on a high and lofty mountain.

His shoots will sprout, and his splendor will be like the olive tree, his fragrance like the cedars of Lebanon.