Hosea 6:11

For the choir director. Of the sons of Korah. A Psalm. O Yahweh, You showed favor to Your land; You returned the fortunes of Jacob.

A Song of Ascents. When Yahweh returned the captive ones of Zion, We were like those who dream.

For thus says Yahweh of hosts, the God of Israel: “The daughter of Babylon is like a threshing floor At the time it is stamped firm; Yet in a little while the time of harvest will come for her.”

Send in the sickle, for the harvest is ripe. Come, tread, for the wine press is full; The vats overflow, for their evil is great.