⁹ So I weep,^(A) as Jazer weeps,
    for the vines of Sibmah.
Heshbon and Elealeh,^(B)
    I drench you with tears!^(C)
The shouts of joy^(D) over your ripened fruit
    and over your harvests^(E) have been stilled.

¹¹ Despair, you farmers,^(A)
    wail, you vine growers;
grieve for the wheat and the barley,^(B)
    because the harvest of the field is destroyed.^(C)