With more than the weeping of Jazer will I weep for thee, O vine of Sibmah: thy branches passed over the sea, they reached even to the sea of Jazer: upon thy summer fruits and upon thy vintage the destroyer is fallen.
Of þe weilyng of Jaser Y schal wepe to þee, thou vyner of Sabama; thi siouns passiden þe see, tho camen til to þe see of Jazer; a robbere felle in on thi ripe corn, and on thi vyndage.