10. In a year’s timeyou carefree ones will shake with fear,for the grape harvest will fail,and the fruit harvest will not arrive.
11. Tremble, you complacent ones!Shake with fear, you carefree ones!Strip off your clothes and expose yourselves – put sackcloth on your waist!
12. Mourn over the field,over the delightful fieldsand the fruitful vine!
13. Mourn over the land of my people,which is overgrown with thorns and briers,and over all the once-happy housesin the city filled with revelry.