The newwinemourns,The vinedecays,Allthe merry-heartedsigh.
Gladnessand joyare takenawayfrom the fruitfulfield;In the vineyardsalso there will be nocriesof joyor jubilantshouting,Notreadertreadsout winein the presses,[For] I have made the shoutingto cease.
For the fieldsof Heshbonhave withered,the vinesof Sibmah[as well]; The lordsof the nationshave trampleddownits choiceclustersWhich reachedas faras Jazer[and] wanderedto the deserts;Its tendrilsspreadthemselves out [and] passedoverthe sea.
"Then I will make to ceasefrom the citiesof Judahand from the streetsof Jerusalemthe voiceof joyand the voiceof gladness,the voiceof the bridegroomand the voiceof the bride;for the landwill becomea ruin.
"So throughout alltheir habitationsI will stretchout My handagainstthem and makethe landmoredesolateand wastethanthe wildernesstoward Diblah;thus they will knowthat I am the LORD."'"
