Therefore hear now this, thou afflicted, and drunken, but not with wine.
O thou afflicted, tossed with tempest, and not comforted, behold, I will set thy stones in fair colors, and lay thy foundations with sapphires.
Awake, awake, stand up, O Jerusalem, who have drunk at the hand of LORD the cup of his wrath. Thou have drunk the bowl of the cup of staggering, and drained it.
Tarry ye and wonder, take your pleasure and be blind. They are drunken, but not with wine. They stagger, but not with strong drink.
And I trod down the peoples in my anger, and made them drunk in my wrath, and I poured out their lifeblood on the earth.
He has filled me with bitterness. He has sated me with wormwood.