תְּנוּבָה

He made him ride on the heights of the land and fed him the produce of the field. He nourished him with honey from the rock and oil from the flinty crag,

But the fig tree replied, ‘Should I stop giving my sweetness and my good fruit, to hold sway over the trees?’

In the days to come, Jacob will take root. Israel will bud and blossom and fill the whole world with fruit.

Those slain by the sword are better off than those who die of hunger, who waste away, pierced with pain because the fields lack produce.

I will also make the fruit of the trees and the crops of the field plentiful, so that you will no longer bear reproach among the nations on account of famine.