Micah 7:1
Alas for me! for I am become as gatherings of summer fruit, as gleaning-grapes in harvest, there is no cluster to eat, the first ripe fruit, my soul, craved.
Isaiah 24:13
When, thus, it shall be in the earth in the midst of the peoples, There shall be like the shaking of an olive-tree, like the going round to pick when closed is the harvest.
Hosea 9:10
Like grapes in the desert, found I Israel, like the first-ripe in the fig-tree when it is young, saw I your fathers, - they, entered Baal-peor, and devoted themselves to the Shameful Thing, Then became their abominations like their lusts.
Isaiah 17:6
Yet shall there be left therein, a gleaning. As in the beating of an olive-tree, - Two-three berries in the head of the tree-top, - Four - five, among her fruitful boughs, Declareth Yahweh God of Israel.
Isaiah 28:4
So shall his fading wreath of majestic beauty, Which is on the head of the fertile valley, become - Like the first-ripe fig before fruit-harvest, Which when he that looketh upon it seeth while it is yet in his hand, he swalloweth it up.
Psalm 120:5
Woe is me, That I sojourn in Meshek, - That I abide near the tents of Kedar!
Isaiah 6:5
Then said I - Woe to me! - for I am undone, Because a man of unclean lips, am, I, And in the midst of a people of unclean lips, do I dwell, - For the King. Yahweh of hosts, have mine eyes seen!
Isaiah 24:16
From the uttermost part of the earth, melodies, have we heard - Beauty, to the righteous one! But I had said - Ruin to me! Ruin to me! Woe to me! Traitors, have betrayed, Yea traitorously, have traitors betrayed!
Jeremiah 4:31
For a voice as of a woman in pangs, have I heard Anguish as of her that is bearing her firstborn. The voice of the daughter of Zion! She gaspeth for breath, She spreadeth forth her palms, - Surely woe to me! For my soul fainteth before murderers.
Jeremiah 15:10
Woe to me! my mother, That thou didst bear me, A man of litigation and a man of contention to all the land, - I have not lent on interest Nor have they lent on interest to me, Every one, hath treated me with contempt.
Jeremiah 45:3
Thou didst say, Surely woe to me! For Yahweh hath added sorrow unto my pain, - I am weary with my moaning, And rest, have I not found!