Rotherham(i)
9 The land mourneth, languisheth, Lebanon, displayeth shame, is withered,––Sharon, hath become, as the waste plain, And Bashan and Carmel, are shaking off their leaves.
10 Now, will I arise, Saith Yahweh, Now, will I lift myself up, Now, will I be exalted!
11 Ye shall conceive chaff, Ye shall bring forth stubble,––Your own breath, like fire, shall devour you.