And, judgment, hath come Upon the country of the table-land, - Upon Holon, and Upon Jazer and Upon Mephaath;

Beyond the weeping of Jazer, will I weep for thee O vine of Sibmah, Thy tendrils, have gone over the sea, Unto the sea of Jazer, have they reached, Upon thy summer fruits And upon thy vintage, the spoiler, hath fallen.