11 The farmers are ashamed, the vinedressers wail over the wheat and over the barley, for the harvest of the field is destroyed.
12 The vine has dried up, and the fig tree droops, pomegranate, also palm, and apple tree, all the trees of the field are dried up, because joy has dried up among the sons of men.
13 Gird yourselves and lament, you priests. Wail, you attendants of the altar. Come, lie all night in sackcloth, you attendants of my Elohim. For the grain offering and the drink offering are withheld from the house of your Elohim.
14 Set apart a fast. Call an assembly, gather the elders, all the inhabitants of the land, into the House of יהוה your Elohim, and cry out to יהוה.
15 Alas for the day! For the day of יהוה is near, and it comes as destruction from the Almighty.
16 Is not the food cut off before our eyes, joy and gladness from the House of our Elohim?
17 The seed has rotted under their clods, storehouses are laid waste, granaries are broken down, for the grain has withered.