哀哉！我 好像夏天的果子已被收盡， 又像摘了葡萄所剩下的， 沒有一掛可吃的； 我心羨慕初熟的無花果。
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.