Translations
Why do you glory in your valleys—that lush, flowing valley of yours—you faithless daughter, trusting in your stockpiled wealth, saying, 'Who would dare come against me?'
Why do you boast of your valleys—your flowing valley, O wayward daughter, who trusts in her treasuries, saying, 'Who can come against me?'
Wherefore gloriest thou in the valleys, thy flowing valley, O backsliding daughter? that trusted in her treasures, saying, Who shall come unto me?
Why do you boast of your valleys—your valleys so fruitful, O faithless daughter? You trust in your riches and say, ‘Who can come against me?’

