⁵⁸ 主啊，你伸明了我的冤；你救赎了我的命。

¹¹ 因耶和华救赎了雅各，救赎他脱离比他更强之人的手。

¹⁰ The field is laid waste. The land mourns, for the grain is destroyed, The new wine has dried up, and the oil languishes.

¹¹ Be confounded, you farmers! Wail, you vineyard keepers; for the wheat and for the barley; for the harvest of the field has perished.