1:5 Wake up, you drunkards, 1 and weep!
Wail, all you wine drinkers, 2
because the sweet wine 3 has been taken away 4 from you. 5
1:6 For a nation 6 has invaded 7 our 8 land.
There are so many of them they are too numerous to count. 9
Their teeth are like those 10 of a lion;
they tear apart their prey like a lioness. 11
1:7 They 12 have destroyed our 13 vines; 14
they have turned our 15 fig trees into mere splinters.
They have completely stripped off the bark 16 and thrown them aside;
the 17 twigs are stripped bare. 18
1:8 Wail 19 like a young virgin 20 clothed in sackcloth,
lamenting the death of 21 her husband-to-be. 22
1:9 No one brings grain offerings or drink offerings
to the temple 23 of the Lord anymore. 24
So the priests, those who serve the Lord, are in mourning.
1:10 The crops of the fields 25 have been destroyed. 26
The ground is in mourning because the grain has perished.
The fresh wine has dried up;
the olive oil languishes.
1:11 Be distressed, 27 farmers;
wail, vinedressers, over the wheat and the barley.
For the harvest of the field has perished.
1:12 The vine has dried up;
the fig tree languishes –
the pomegranate, date, and apple 28 as well.
In fact, 29 all the trees of the field have dried up.
Indeed, the joy of the people 30 has dried up!