Let our garners be full, furnishing every kind of produce,
And our flocks bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;

Rotted hath the seed, under their clods, Laid waste are their stores, Thrown down are the garners, - Yea abashed is the corn.

But those who garner it will eat it and praise the Lord;
And those who gather it will drink it in the courts of My sanctuary.