8
Wail like a virgin dressed in sackcloth,
grieving for the husband of her youth.
9
Grain and drink offerings have been cut off
from the house of the LORD;
the priests are in mourning,
those who minister before the LORD.
10
The field is ruined;
the land mourns.
For the grain is destroyed,
the new wine is dried up, and the oil fails.
11
Be dismayed, O farmers,
wail, O vinedressers,
over the wheat and barley,
because the harvest of the field has perished.
12
The grapevine is dried up,
and the fig tree is withered;
the pomegranate, palm, and apple—
all the trees of the orchard— are withered.
Surely the joy of mankind has dried up.