7. It has destroyed my vines,splintered my fig trees,stripped off their bark and thrown it down;their branches have turned white.
8. Lament like a woman dressed in funeral clothing,one who has lost the husband of her youth.
9. The grain offering and the drink offering are gone from the Lord’s temple.The priests and the Lord’s ministers mourn.
10. The fields are devastated,the ground mourns;for the grain is destroyed,the new wine dries up,the olive oil fails.
11. Be shocked, you farmers;howl, you vinedressers,over the wheat and the barley,for the crops of the field are destroyed.