The mirth of timbrels has ceased, the sound of the harp has ceased.

They are ashamed, they have not drunk wine; strong drink has become bitter to them that drink [it].

Remember for a full year in pain, yet with hope; the vintage has been cut off; it has ceased, it shall by no means come again.

Joy and gladness have been utterly swept off the land of Moab; and [though] there was wine in your presses, in the morning they trod it not, neither in the evening did they raise the cry of joy.

Therefore because they have smitten the poor with their fists, and you have received of them choice gifts, you have built polished houses, but you shall not dwell in them; you have planted desirable vineyards, but you shall not drink the wine of them.

And [there shall be] lamentation in all the ways, because I will pass through the midst of you, says the Lord.

For though the fig tree shall bear no fruit, and there shall be no produce on the vines; the labor of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall produce no food: the sheep have failed from the pasture, and there are no oxen at the cribs;

yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in God my Savior.

And their power shall be for a spoil, and their houses for utter desolation; and they shall build houses, but shall not dwell in them; and they shall plant vineyards, but shall not drink the wine of them.