Lament like a virgin1wearing sackcloth for the bridegroom of her youth.
2The grain offering and the drink offering are cut off from the house of the LORD. 3The priests mourn, 4the ministers of the LORD.
The fields are destroyed, 5the ground mourns, because 6the grain is destroyed, 7the wine dries up, the oil languishes.
8Be ashamed, O tillers of the soil; wail, O vinedressers, for the wheat and the barley, 9because the harvest of the field has perished.
The vine dries up; 10the fig tree languishes. Pomegranate, palm, and apple, all the trees of the field are dried up, and 11gladness dries up from the children of man.
12Put on sackcloth and lament, 13O priests; 14wail, O ministers of the altar. Go in, 15pass the night in sackcloth, 16O ministers of my God! 17Because grain offering and drink offering are withheld from the house of your God.
18Consecrate a fast; 19call a solemn assembly. Gather 20the elders and 21all the inhabitants of the land to the house of the LORD your God, and cry out to the LORD.
Alas for the day! 22For the day of the LORD is near, and as destruction from the Almighty it comes.
Is not the food cut off before our eyes, 23joy and gladness from the house of our God?
24The seed shrivels under the clods; the storehouses are desolate; the granaries are torn down because 25the grain has dried up.
How 26the beasts groan! The herds of cattle are perplexed because there is no pasture for them; even the flocks of sheep suffer.