For ten acres of vineyard shall yield one bath, and a homer of seed shall yield [but] an ephah.

But thou are cast forth away from thy sepulcher like an abominable branch, clothed with the slain, who are thrust through with the sword, who go down to the stones of the pit, as a dead body trodden under foot.

They shall all be ashamed because of a people who cannot profit them, who are not a help nor profit, but a shame, and also a reproach.

But a noble man devises noble things, and in noble things he shall continue.

Behold, I will put a spirit in him, and he shall hear news, and shall return to his own land. And I will cause him to fall by the sword in his own land.

Thy holy people possessed [it] but a little while. Our adversaries have trodden down thy sanctuary.