7. It has made my grapevine a wasteand made my fig tree a stump.It has stripped all the bark off my treesand left the branches white.
8. Cry as a young woman crieswhen the man she was going to marry has died.
9. There will be no more grain or drink offeringsto offer in the Temple of the Lord.Because of this, the priests,the servants of the Lord, are sad.
10. The fields are ruined;the ground is dried up.The grain is destroyed,the new wine is dried up,and the olive oil runs out.
11. Be sad, farmers.Cry loudly, you who grow grapes.Cry for the wheat and the barley.Cry because the harvest of the field is lost.
12. The vines have become dry,and the fig trees are dried up.The pomegranate trees, the date palm trees, the apple trees—all the trees in the field have died.And the happiness of the people has died, too.