⁸ The fields of Heshbon^(A) wither,^(B)
    the vines of Sibmah^(C) also.
The rulers of the nations
    have trampled down the choicest vines,^(D)
which once reached Jazer^(E)
    and spread toward the desert.
Their shoots spread out^(F)
    and went as far as the sea.^[a](G)

⁹ So I weep,^(A) as Jazer weeps,
    for the vines of Sibmah.
Heshbon and Elealeh,^(B)
    I drench you with tears!^(C)
The shouts of joy^(D) over your ripened fruit
    and over your harvests^(E) have been stilled.