7. The new wine mourns, the vine languishes; all the merrymakers sigh.
8. The mirth of the timbrels is stilled, the noise of those who rejoice ends, the joy of the lyre is stopped.
9. No more will they drink wine with a song; strong drink will be bitter to those who drink it.
10. The wasted city of emptiness and confusion is broken down; every house is shut up so that no one may enter.