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)

⁵ They set the tables,
    they spread the rugs,
    they eat, they drink!^(A)
Get up, you officers,
    oil the shields!^(B)