³² My weeping for you, O vine of Sibmah, will be more than the weeping of Jazer: your branches have gone over the sea, stretching even to Jazer: destruction has come down on your summer fruits and your cut grapes.

²⁰ Come together, even Come near, you nations who are still living: they have no knowledge who take up their image of wood, and make prayer to a god in whom is no salvation.

⁴ From him will come forth the cornerstone, from him the nail, from him the battle bow, from him every ruler together.