^{5 Ref} Wake up, you drunkards, and weep! Wail, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; For it is cut off from your mouth.

^{6 Ref} For a nation has come up on my land, strong, and without number. His teeth are the teeth of a lion, And he has the fangs of a lioness.

^{7 Ref} He has laid my vine waste, And stripped my fig tree. He has stripped its bark, and thrown it away. Its branches are made white.

^{8 Ref} Mourn like a virgin dressed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth!

^{9 Ref} The meal offering and the drink offering are cut off from Yahweh's house. The priests, Yahweh's ministers, mourn.

^{10 Ref} The field is laid waste. The land mourns, for the grain is destroyed, The new wine has dried up, And the oil languishes.

^{11 Ref} Be confounded, you farmers! Wail, you vineyard keepers; For the wheat and for the barley; For the harvest of the field has perished.

^{12 Ref} The vine has dried up, and the fig tree withered; the pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, Even all of the trees of the field are withered; For joy has withered away from the sons of men.