9. Rise up, you women who are at ease, hear my voice; rise up you complacent daughters, listen to my speech.
10. In little more than a year you shall be troubled, you complacent women; for the grape harvest shall fail, the ingathering shall not come.
11. Tremble, you women who are at ease; be troubled, you complacent ones; strip yourselves, make yourselves bare, and gird sackcloth on your waists.
12. Lament upon the breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruit-bearing vine.
13. Weeds and thornbushes come up over the ground of My people, indeed, over all the houses of joy, the city of revelry;