29:001:005 Awake, ye drunkards, and weep; and howl, all ye drinkers of
           wine, because of the new wine; for it is cut off from your
           mouth.

29:001:006 For a nation is come up upon my land, strong, and without
           number, whose teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he hath the
           cheek teeth of a great lion.

29:001:007 He hath laid my vine waste, and barked my fig tree:  he hath
           made it clean bare, and cast it away; the branches thereof are
           made white.

29:001:008 Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of
           her youth.

29:001:009 The meat offering and the drink offering is cut off from the
           house of the lord; the priests, the LORD’s ministers, mourn.

29:001:010 The field is wasted, the land mourneth; for the corn is
           wasted:  the new wine is dried up, the oil languisheth.

29:001:011 Be ye ashamed, O ye husbandmen; howl, O ye vinedressers, for
           the wheat and for the barley; because the harvest of the field
           is perished.

29:001:012 The vine is dried up, and the fig tree languisheth; the
           pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even
           all the trees of the field, are withered:  because joy is
           withered away from the sons of men.

29:001:013 Gird yourselves, and lament, ye priests:  howl, ye ministers of
           the altar:  come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of
           my God:  for the meat offering and the drink offering is
           withholden from the house of your God.

29:001:014 Sanctify ye a fast, call a solemn assembly, gather the elders
           and all the inhabitants of the land into the house of the lord
           your God, and cry unto the lord,

29:001:015 Alas for the day! for the day of the lord is at hand, and as a
           destruction from the Almighty shall it come.

29:001:016 Is not the meat cut off before our eyes, yea, joy and gladness
           from the house of our God?

29:001:017 The seed is rotten under their clods, the garners are laid
           desolate, the barns are broken down; for the corn is withered.

29:001:018 How do the beasts groan! the herds of cattle are perplexed,
           because they have no pasture; yea, the flocks of sheep are
           made desolate.

29:001:019 O lord, to thee will I cry:  for the fire hath devoured the
           pastures of the wilderness, and the flame hath burned all the
           trees of the field.

29:001:020 The beasts of the field cry also unto thee:  for the rivers of
           waters are dried up, and the fire hath devoured the pastures
           of the wilderness.