11 Despair, fieldworkers; wail, vinedressers, for the wheat and the barley, because the harvest of the field has perished.

12 The vine is dried up, and the fig tree is withered; pomegranate, palm, and apple— all the trees of the field are dry; surely joy has withered away from the sons of men.

13 A Call to Repentance Put on sackcloth and lament, O priests; wail, ministers of the altar. Come, spend the night in sackcloth, ministers of my God, because the grain offering and the drink offering are withheld from the house of your God.