3 Tell your children about it in the years to come,and let your children tell their children.Pass the story down from generation to generation.
4 After the cutting locusts finished eating the crops,the swarming locusts took what was left!After them came the hopping locusts,and then the stripping locusts, too!
5 Wake up, you drunkards, and weep!Wail, all you wine-drinkers!All the grapes are ruined,and all your sweet wine is gone.
6 A vast army of locusts has invaded my land,a terrible army too numerous to count.Its teeth are like lions’ teeth,its fangs like those of a lioness.
7 It has destroyed my grapevinesand ruined my fig trees,stripping their bark and destroying it,leaving the branches white and bare.
8 Weep like a bride dressed in black,mourning the death of her husband.
9 For there is no grain or wineto offer at the Temple of the lord.So the priests are in mourning.The ministers of the lord are weeping.