A Call to Mourning

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.