Therefore hear this, you who are afflicted, who are drunk, but not with wine.
Afflicted one, storm-tossed, unconsoled, behold, I set your stones in antimony, lay your foundations with sapphires,
Awake, awake! Stand up, Jerusalem! From Adonai’s hand you have drunk the cup of His fury, the chalice of reeling that you have drained to the dregs.
Wait, and be astounded! Blind yourselves, and be blind! Drunk, but not with wine, Stagger, but not with strong drink.
So 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 and made me drink wormwood.