11. Be shocked, you farmers;howl, you vinedressers,over the wheat and the barley,for the crops of the field are destroyed.
12. The grapevine is dried up;the fig tree withers.Pomegranate, palm, and apple—all the trees of the field are dried up.Joy fades away from the people.
13. Dress for a funeral and grieve, you priests;lament, ministers of the altar.Come, spend the night in funeral clothing, servants of my God,because the grain offering and the drink offeringhave gone from the temple of your God.
14. Demand a fast,request a special assembly.Gather the eldersand all the land’s peopleto the temple of the Lord your God,and cry out to the Lord.
15. What a terrible day!The day of the Lord is near;it comes like chaos from the Almighty.
16. Isn’t the food cut offright before our eyes?Aren’t joy and gladness also gone from our God’s house?
17. The grain shrivels under the shovels;the barns are empty.The granaries are in ruinbecause the grain has dried up.
18. How the animals groan!Herds of cattle are in distressbecause there is no pasture for them;even the flocks of sheep pant.
19. To you, Lord, I cry,for fire has completely destroyedthe pastures of the wilderness;and flames have burnedall the trees of the field.