Your threshing will continue until grape harvest, and the grape harvest will continue until sowing time; you will have plenty of food to eat and live securely in your land.(A)

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Your threshing will continue until grape harvest and the grape harvest will continue until planting, and you will eat all the food you want(A) and live in safety in your land.(B)

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And your threshing shall reach unto the vintage, and the vintage shall reach unto the sowing time: and ye shall eat your bread to the full, and dwell in your land safely.

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13 For this is how it will be on earth
among the nations:
like a harvested olive tree,
like a gleaning after a grape harvest.(A)

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13 So will it be on the earth
    and among the nations,
as when an olive tree is beaten,(A)
    or as when gleanings are left after the grape harvest.(B)

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13 When thus it shall be in the midst of the land among the people, there shall be as the shaking of an olive tree, and as the gleaning grapes when the vintage is done.

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10 In a little more than a year
you overconfident ones will shudder,
for the grapes will fail
and the harvest will not come.

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10 In little more than a year(A)
    you who feel secure will tremble;
the grape harvest will fail,(B)
    and the harvest of fruit will not come.

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10 Many days and years shall ye be troubled, ye careless women: for the vintage shall fail, the gathering shall not come.

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Israel’s Moral Decline

How sad for me!
For I am like one who—
when the summer fruit has been gathered
after the gleaning of the grape harvest(A)
finds no grape cluster to eat,
no early fig, which I crave.(B)

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Israel’s Misery

What misery is mine!
I am like one who gathers summer fruit
    at the gleaning of the vineyard;
there is no cluster of grapes to eat,
    none of the early figs(A) that I crave.

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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.

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