You2f have plowed wickedness, you2f have reaped iniquity; you2f have eaten the fruit of lies: because youi did trust in youri way, in the multitude of youri mighty men.
For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind: it has no stalk: the bud shall yield no meal: if so be it yield, the strangers shall swallow (to approve, commend, accept) it up.
Rejoice not youi, all of you P’leshet [Land of Strangers], because the rod of him that struck youi is broken: for out of the serpent’s root shall come forth a Cockatrice (venomous snake) (viper), and his fruit [shall be] a fiery flying serpent.