²¹ “Mountains of Gilboa,^(A)
    may you have neither dew^(B) nor rain,^(C)
    may no showers fall on your terraced fields.^[a](D)
For there the shield of the mighty was despised,
    the shield of Saul—no longer rubbed with oil.^(E)

³ It is as if the dew^(A) of Hermon^(B)
    were falling on Mount Zion.^(C)
For there the Lord bestows his blessing,^(D)
    even life forevermore.^(E)

¹⁹ But your dead^(A) will live, Lord;
    their bodies will rise—
let those who dwell in the dust^(B)
    wake up and shout for joy—
your dew^(C) is like the dew of the morning;
    the earth will give birth to her dead.^(D)

⁵ I will be like the dew^(A) to Israel;
    he will blossom like a lily.^(B)
Like a cedar of Lebanon^(C)
    he will send down his roots;^(D)