¹¹ On the day that you plant it you carefully fence it in,
And in the ^(A)morning you bring your seed to blossom;
But the harvest will ^(B)flee
On a day of illness and incurable pain.

³³ For this is what the Lord of armies, the God of Israel says:
“The daughter of Babylon is like a ^(A)threshing floor
At the time that ^[a]it is tread down;
In just a little while the time of ^(B)harvest will come for her.”