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Wake up and weep, you drunkards;
    cry, you wine-drinkers;
    the grapes for making new wine have been destroyed.

(A)An army of locusts has attacked our land;
    they are powerful and too many to count;
    their teeth are as sharp as those of a lion.
They have destroyed our grapevines
    and chewed up our fig trees.
They have stripped off the bark,
    till the branches are white.

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Wake up, you drunkards, and weep!
    Wail, all you drinkers of wine;(A)
wail because of the new wine,
    for it has been snatched(B) from your lips.
A nation has invaded my land,
    a mighty army without number;(C)
it has the teeth(D) of a lion,
    the fangs of a lioness.
It has laid waste(E) my vines
    and ruined my fig trees.(F)
It has stripped off their bark
    and thrown it away,
    leaving their branches white.

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