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11 Be sad, farmers.
    Cry loudly, you who grow grapes.
Cry for the wheat and the barley.
    Cry because the harvest of the field is lost.
12 The vines have become dry,
    and the fig trees are dried up.
The pomegranate trees, the date palm trees, the apple trees—
    all the trees in the field have died.
And the happiness of the people has died, too.
13 Priests, put on your rough cloth and cry to show your sadness.
    Servants of the altar, cry out loud.
Servants of my God,
    keep your rough cloth on all night to show your sadness.
Cry because there will be no more grain or drink offerings
    to offer in the Temple of your God.

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