Joel 1:11-13

The Voice

¹¹ Wilt in shame, you farmers. Wail with screams, you vinedressers.
    Grieve for the wheat and the barley;
Grieve, for the crops in the field are ruined.
¹² The grapevines have withered and died.
    The fig trees have dried up.
The pomegranate, the date-palm, the apple tree—
    indeed all the trees of the field—have dried up.
Joy has withered on the branches of the people and turned to shame.

¹³ You priests, throw off your fine robes. Dress in sackcloth and grieve.
    Wail, you servants at the altar.
Come into the temple and spend all night in your sackcloth,
    you ministers of my God,
Because no one brings grain and wine
    to offer at your God’s house these days.