“Woe is mee, for I am as when they haue gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eate: my soule desired the first ripe fruit.”
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: [there is] no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit. - King James Version
Woe is me! For I am Like the fruit pickers, like the grape gatherers. There is not a cluster of grapes to eat, {Or} a first-ripe fig {which} I crave. - New American Standard Version (1995)
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: [there is] no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit.
- King James Version
Woe is me! For I am Like the fruit pickers, like the grape gatherers. There is not a cluster of grapes to eat, {Or} a first-ripe fig {which} I crave.
- New American Standard Version (1995)