“You plant vineyards, and shall labour, but you neither drink of the wine nor gather, for the worm eats it.
He shakes off his unripe grape like a vine, and throws off his blossom like an olive tree.
“For ten acres of vineyard yield one bath, and a ḥ
But as morning dawned the next day Elohim appointed a worm which attacked the plant so that it withered.
Though the fig tree does not blossom, And there is no fruit on the vine, The yield of the olive has failed, And the fields brought forth no food, The flock has been cut off from the fold, And there is no herd in the stalls,