The fields of Heshbon languish, the vines of Sibmah wither. The tyrants of the nations have trampled down the choicest vines, those that once reached Jazer, spreading towards the desert, stretching out as far as the sea.
The fields of Heshbon languish, the vines of Sibmah wither. The tyrants of the nations have trampled down the choicest vines, those that once reached Jazer, spreading towards the desert, stretching out as far as the sea.