Awake, ye drunkards, and weep; and wail, all ye drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; for it is cut off from your mouth.
Come now, ye rich, weep and howl for your miseries that are coming upon you.
Now there was a certain rich man, and he was clothed in purple and fine linen, faring sumptuously every day:
and have cast lots for my people, and have given a boy for a harlot, and sold a girl for wine, that they may drink.
Gird yourselves {\i with sackcloth}, and lament, ye priests; wail, ye ministers of the altar; come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God: for the meal-offering and the drink-offering are withholden from the house of your God.
Be confounded, O ye husbandmen, wail, O ye vinedressers, for the wheat and for the barley; for the harvest of the field is perished.
Son of man, prophesy, and say, Thus saith the Lord Jehovah: Wail ye, Alas for the day!
For this gird you with sackcloth, lament and wail; for the fierce anger of Jehovah is not turned back from us.