8. Go up into the hills, bring down lumber, and build the house. Then I will be pleased with it and be glorified,” says the Lord.
9. “You expected much, but then it amounted to little. When you brought the harvest to your house, I ruined it. Why? ” This is the declaration of the Lord of Hosts. “Because My house still lies in ruins, while each of you is busy with his own house.
10. So on your account, the skies have withheld the dewand the land its crops.
11. I have summoned a droughton the fields and the hills,on the grain, new wine, olive oil,and whatever the ground yields,on man and beast,and on all that your hands produce.”