5 Wake up, you who drink too much, and weep.Scream over the sweet wine,all you wine drinkers,because it is snatched from your mouth;
6 because a nation, powerful and beyond number,has invaded my land.Its teeth are like lions’ teeth;its fangs are like those of a lioness.
7 It has destroyed my vines,splintered my fig trees,stripped off their bark and thrown it down;their branches have turned white.
8 Lament like a woman dressed in funeral clothing,one who has lost the husband of her youth.
9 The grain offering and the drink offering are gone from the Lord’s temple.The priests and the Lord’s ministers mourn.
10 The fields are devastated,the ground mourns;for the grain is destroyed,the new wine dries up,the olive oil fails.
11 Be shocked, you farmers;howl, you vinedressers,over the wheat and the barley,for the crops of the field are destroyed.