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.
Their sorrows shall be multiplied that give gifts for another {\i god}:\par\tab Their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer,\par\tab Nor take their names upon my lips.