Sorrow for Israel’s Sins
For I am like those who gather summer fruits,
Like those who aglean vintage grapes;
There is no cluster to eat
Of the first-ripe fruit which bmy soul desires.
And there is no one upright among men.
They all lie in wait for blood;
bEvery man hunts his brother with a net.
The prince asks for gifts,
The judge seeks a abribe,
And the great man utters his evil desire;
So they scheme together.
The most upright is sharper than a thorn hedge;
The day of your watchman and your punishment comes;
Now shall be their perplexity.
Do not put your confidence in a companion;
Guard the doors of your mouth
From her who lies in your bbosom.
Daughter rises against her mother,
Daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law;
A man’s enemies are the men of his own household.
Israel’s Confession and Comfort
bWhen I fall, I will arise;
When I sit in darkness,
The Lord will be a light to me.
Because I have sinned against Him,
Until He pleads my bcase
And executes justice for me.
He will bring me forth to the light;
I will see His righteousness.
And ashame will cover her who said to me,
b“Where is the Lord your God?”
My eyes will see her;
Now she will be trampled down
Like mud in the streets.
From Assyria and the1 fortified cities,
From the1 fortress to the River,
From sea to sea,
And mountain to mountain.
Because of those who dwell in it,
And afor the fruit of their deeds.
God Will Forgive Israel
The flock of Your heritage,
Who dwell1 solitarily in a awoodland,
In the midst of Carmel;
Let them feed in Bashan and Gilead,
As in days of old.
bThey shall put their hand over their mouth;
Their ears shall be deaf.
bThey shall crawl from their holes like1 snakes of the earth.
cThey shall be afraid of the Lord our God,
And shall fear because of You.
bPardoning iniquity
And passing over the transgression of cthe remnant of His heritage?
dHe does not retain His anger forever,
Because He delights in emercy.
And will subdue our iniquities.
You will cast all1 our sins
Into the depths of the sea.
And1 mercy to Abraham,
bWhich You have sworn to our fathers
From days of old.
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American Standard Version
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat; my soul desireth the first-ripe fig.
Amplified® Bible
WOE IS me! For I am as when the summer fruits have been gathered, as when the vintage grapes have been gleaned and there is no cluster to eat, no first-ripe fig for which my appetite craves.
Contemporary English Version
I feel so empty inside-- like someone starving for grapes or figs, after the vines and trees have all been picked clean.
Darby English Version
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer-fruits, as the grape-gleanings of the vintage. There is no cluster to eat; there is no early fruit [which] my soul desired.
Good News Bible
It's hopeless! I am like a hungry person who finds no fruit left on the trees and no grapes on the vines. All the grapes and all the tasty figs have been picked.
King James Version
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit.
New American Standard Bible
Woe is me! For I am Like the fruit pickers, like the grape gatherers. There is not a cluster of grapes to eat, {Or} a first-ripe fig {which} I crave.
New International Version
What misery is mine!
I am like one who gathers summer fruit
at the gleaning of the vineyard;
there is no cluster of grapes to eat,
none of the early figs that I crave.
New King James Version
Woe is me!
For I am like those who gather summer fruits,
Like those who glean vintage grapes;
There is no cluster to eat
Of the first-ripe fruit which my soul desires.
N.A.S.B. in E-Prime
Woe to me! For I resemble the fruit pickers, like the grape gatherers You will not find a cluster of grapes to eat, Or a first-ripe fig which I crave.
Revised Standard Version
Woe is me! For I have become as when the summer fruit has been gathered, as when the vintage has been gleaned: there is no cluster to eat, no first-ripe fig which my soul desires.
Young's Literal Translation
My wo `is' to me, for I have been As gatherings of summer-fruit, As gleanings of harvest, There is no cluster to eat, The first-ripe fruit desired hath my soul.
New English Translation
I am depressed!1 Indeed,2 it is as if the summer fruit has been gathered, and the grapes have been harvested.3 There is no grape cluster to eat, no fresh figs that I crave so much.4
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