May God give you dew from heaven and make your fields fertile! May he give you plenty of grain and wine!

the land of Egypt is theirs. Let them settle in the region of Goshen, the best part of the land. And if there are any capable men among them, put them in charge of my own livestock."

"I am giving you all the best of the first produce which the Israelites give me each year: olive oil, wine, and grain.

Give it from the best that you receive.

Their cows and goats gave plenty of milk; they had the best sheep, goats, and cattle, the finest wheat, and the choicest wine.

But I would feed you with the finest wheat and satisfy you with wild honey."

He keeps your borders safe and satisfies you with the finest wheat.

The kingdom of Israel is doomed! Its glory is fading like the crowns of flowers on the heads of its drunken leaders. Their proud heads are well perfumed, but there they lie, dead drunk.

The fading glory of those proud leaders will disappear like the first figs of the season, picked and eaten as soon as they are ripe.