The new wine fails, the vine languishes, All the merry-hearted sigh.

新酒悲哀，葡萄树衰残；心中欢乐的俱都叹息。

新酒悲哀，葡萄树凋残，心中欢乐的都叹息。

新酒悲哀，葡萄树凋残，心中欢乐的都叹息。

葡萄树枯萎，新酒停产，欢乐的人都发出悲叹。

新酒悲哀，葡萄树衰残，心中欢乐的，变为叹息。

新酒枯竭，葡萄树衰残，心里欢乐的都叹息。

新酒悲哀，葡萄樹衰殘；心中歡樂的俱都歎息。

新酒悲哀，葡萄樹凋殘，心中歡樂的都嘆息。

新酒悲哀，葡萄樹凋殘，心中歡樂的都嘆息。

葡萄樹枯萎，新酒停產，歡樂的人都發出悲歎。

新酒悲哀，葡萄樹衰殘，心中歡樂的，變為歎息。

新酒悲哀，葡萄樹衰殘，心中歡樂的盡都歎息。

新酒枯竭，葡萄樹衰殘，心裡歡樂的都嘆息。

新釀悲哀、葡萄衰殘、心懽愉者、無不慨歎、

葡萄之樹、枝葉全枯、新釀之酒、臭味俱變、昔之懽愉者、今則慨嘆、

葡萄焦枯、如有憂戚、葡萄樹盡衰殘、原文作新酒悲哀葡萄樹疲憊平昔心樂者、無不歎息、

The new wine dries up and the vine withers; all the merrymakers groan.

The vines and fresh wine will dry up completely. Those who used to have a good time will groan.

The wine mourns, the vine languishes, all the merry-hearted sigh.

The grapevines waste away, and there is no new wine. All the merrymakers sigh and mourn.

The new wine mourns; the vine withers. All the carousers now groan.

The new wine mourns, The vine decays, All the joyful hearted sigh.

The new wine mourneth, the vine languisheth, all the merry- hearted do sigh.

The new wine mourns; the vine withers. All the carousers now groan.

The new wine mourneth, the vine languisheth, all the merryhearted do sigh.

The new wine dries up, the vines shrivel up, all those who like to celebrate groan.

The new wine mourns. The vine languishes. All the merry- hearted sigh.

Gladness is taken away, And joy from the plentiful field; In the vineyards there will be no singing, Nor will there be shouting; No treaders will tread out wine in the presses; I have made their shouting cease.

The field is wasted, The land mourns; For the grain is ruined, The new wine is dried up, The oil fails.Be ashamed, you farmers, Wail, you vinedressers, For the wheat and the barley; Because the harvest of the field has perished.The vine has dried up, And the fig tree has withered; The pomegranate tree, The palm tree also, And the apple tree— All the trees of the field are withered; Surely joy has withered away from the sons of men.

For the fields of Heshbon languish, And the vine of Sibmah; The lords of the nations have broken down its choice plants, Which have reached to Jazer And wandered through the wilderness. Her branches are stretched out, They are gone over the sea.

Do not rejoice, O Israel, with joy like other peoples, For you have played the harlot against your God. You have made love for hire on every threshing floor.The threshing floor and the winepress Shall not feed them, And the new wine shall fail in her.

Rise up, you women who are at ease, Hear my voice; You complacent daughters, Give ear to my speech.In a year and some days You will be troubled, you complacent women; For the vintage will fail, The gathering will not come.Tremble, you women who are at ease; Be troubled, you complacent ones; Strip yourselves, make yourselves bare, And gird sackcloth on your waists.People shall mourn upon their breasts For the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.On the land of my people will come up thorns and briers, Yes, on all the happy homes in the joyous city;