Woe is me! For I am like one gathering summer fruit at the gleaning of the vineyard; there is no cluster to eat, no early fig that I crave.
Berean Standard Bible (BSB)
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard: There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
World English Bible (WEB)
Woe{H480} is me! for I am as when they have gathered{H625} the summer fruits{H7019}, as the grapegleanings{H5955} of the vintage{H1210}: there is no cluster{H811} to eat{H398}{(H8800)}: my soul{H5315} desired{H183}{(H8765)} the firstripe fruit{H1063}.
Strong's King James
Woe to me! For I am like [what's left of] the summer fruit gatherings, like the grape gleanings, There isn't a cluster of grapes to eat, An early fig, my whole being desires.
The F.O.G
The F.O.G Message
My woe is to me, for I have been As gatherings of summer-fruit, As gleanings of harvest, There is no cluster to eat, The first-ripe fruit desired hath my soul.
Young's Literal Translation
