LITV(i)
5 Awake, drunkards, and weep. And wail, all wine drinkers, over the grape must, for it is cut off from your mouth.
6 For a nation has come up on my land, strong and without number; its teeth are the teeth of a lion, and it has the jaw teeth of a lioness.
7 He has laid my vine waste and has splintered my fig tree. He has stripped it, and he threw it away; its branches grow white.
8 Wail like a virgin girded with sackcloth over the husband of her youth.
9 The food offering and the drink offering have been cut off from the house of Jehovah; the priests, Jehovah's ministers, mourn.
10 The field is wasted; the land mourns, for the grain is wasted. The new wine is dried up, the oil tree droops.
11 Be ashamed, farmers, howl, vinedressers, for the wheat and for the barley; because the harvest of the field has perished.
12 The vine is dried up and the fig tree droops, the pomegranate, and the palm tree, and the apple tree; all the trees of the field are dried up, because joy has dried up from the sons of men.