7. The new wine mourns; the vine withers.All the carousers now groan.
8. The joyful tambourines have ceased.The noise of the jubilant has stopped.The joyful lyre has ceased.
9. They no longer sing and drink wine;beer is bitter to those who drink it.
10. The city of chaos is shattered; every house is closed to entry.
11. In the streets they cry for wine.All joy grows dark;earth’s rejoicing goes into exile.
12. Only desolation remains in the city;its gate has collapsed in ruins.
13. For this is how it will be on earthamong the nations:like a harvested olive tree,like a gleaning after a grape harvest.
14. They raise their voices, they sing out;they proclaim in the westthe majesty of the Lord.