5 Wake up, you drunkards, and weep;wail, all you wine drinkers,because of the sweet wine,for it has been taken from your mouth.
6 For a nation has invaded My land, powerful and without number;its teeth are the teeth of a lion,and it has the fangs of a lioness.
7 It has devastated My grapevineand splintered My fig tree.It has stripped off its bark and thrown it away;its branches have turned white.
8 Grieve like a young woman dressed in sackcloth, mourning for the husband of her youth.
9 Grain and drink offerings have been cut off from the house of the Lord;the priests, who are ministers of the Lord, mourn.
10 The fields are destroyed; the land grieves;indeed, the grain is destroyed;the new wine is dried up; and the olive oil fails.
11 Be ashamed, you farmers, wail, you vinedressers, over the wheat and the barley,because the harvest of the field has perished.