11 There is an outcry in the streets for lack of wine; all joy has grown dark;the gladness of the earth is banished.
12 Desolation is left in the city;the gates are battered into ruins.
13 For thus it shall be in the midst of the earthamong the nations, as when an olive tree is beaten,as at the gleaning when the grape harvest is done.
14 They lift up their voices, they sing for joy;over the majesty of the Lord they shout from the west.
15 Therefore in the east give glory to the Lord;in the coastlands of the sea, give glory to the name of the Lord, the God of Israel.
16 From the ends of the earth we hear songs of praise,of glory to the Righteous One.But I say, “I waste away,I waste away. Woe is me!For the traitors have betrayed,with betrayal the traitors have betrayed.”
17 Terror and the pit and the snareare upon you, O inhabitant of the earth!