8 Wail like a young woman dressed in sackclothfor the husband of her youth.
9 Grain offering and libation are cut offfrom the house of the Lord;In mourning are the priests,the ministers of the Lord.
10 The field is devastated;the farmland mourns,Because the grain is devastated,the wine has dried up,the oil has failed.
11 Be appalled, you farmers!wail, you vinedressers,Over the wheat and the barley,because the harvest in the field is ruined.
12 The vine has dried up,the fig tree has withered;The pomegranate, even the date palm and the apple—every tree in the field has dried up.Joy itself has dried upamong the people.
13 Gird yourselves and lament, you priests!wail, ministers of the altar!Come, spend the night in sackcloth,ministers of my God!For the grain offering and the libationare withheld from the house of your God.
14 Proclaim a holy fast!Call an assembly!Gather the elders,all who dwell in the land,To the house of the Lord, your God,and cry out to the Lord!