7. He has laid waste My vine,And ruined My fig tree;He has stripped it bare and thrown it away;Its branches are made white.
8. Lament like a virgin girded with sackclothFor the husband of her youth.
9. The grain offering and the drink offeringHave been cut off from the house of the Lord;The priests mourn, who minister to the Lord.
10. The field is wasted,The land mourns;For the grain is ruined,The new wine is dried up,The oil fails.