So hear this now, afflicted one, and drunken, but not from wine:
Wait and wonder! Blind yourselves, and be blind! They are drunk, but not with wine! They stagger, but not with fermented liquor.
Awake! Awake! Rise up, O Jerusalem, who drank the cup of His fury from the hand of Jehovah; you drank the bowl of the cup of reeling; you fully drained it.
Afflicted one, storm tossed and not comforted! Behold, I am laying out your stones with antimony, and have founded you with sapphires.
And I tread down peoples in My anger, and I made them drunk in My fury, and I brought down their juice to the earth.
He has filled me with bitterness and made me drunk with wormwood.