KJV ORIGINAL
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit.
Close to the original. Clear modern English.
✦ MADE SIMPLE
I'm so done! I feel like I showed up to the farmer's market after everything good was already picked over. Like when you're craving the perfect fruit but all that's left are the sad leftovers nobody wanted. My heart was hoping for something fresh and amazing, but there's literally nothing left.
⚡ THE BOTTOM LINE
Sometimes you feel like you missed out on all the good stuff and you're just left with scraps.
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