6 Therefore a curse hath consumed the land, And the inhabitants in it are become desolate, Therefore consumed have been inhabitants of the land, And few men have been left.
7 Mourned hath the new wine, languished the vine, Sighed have all the joyful of heart.
8 Ceased hath the joy of tabrets, Ceased hath the noise of exulting ones, Ceased hath the joy of a harp.
9 With a song they drink not wine, Bitter is strong drink to those drinking it.
10 It was broken down--a city of emptiness, Shut hath been every house from entrance.
11 A cry over the wine [is] in out-places, Darkened hath been all joy, Removed hath been the joy of the land.
12 Left in the city [is] desolation, And [with] wasting is the gate smitten.