7The new wine is thin, the vine is feeble, and all the glad-hearted make sounds of grief.
8The pleasing sound of all instruments of music has come to an end, and the voices of those who are glad.
9There is no more drinking of wine with a song; strong drink will be bitter to those who take it.
10The town is waste and broken down: every house is shut up, so that no man may come in.
11There is a crying in the streets because of the wine; there is an end of all delight, the joy of the land is gone.
12In the town all is waste, and in the public place is destruction.
13For it will be in the heart of the earth among the peoples, like the shaking of an olive-tree, as the last of the grapes after the getting-in is done.
