¹¹ There is an outcry in the streets for lack of wine;
    all joy has reached its eventide;
    the gladness of the earth is banished.^(A)

¹⁸ Woe to you who desire the day of the Lord!
    Why do you want the day of the Lord?
It is darkness, not light,^(C)
19     as if someone fled from a lion
    and was met by a bear
or went into the house and rested a hand against the wall
    and was bitten by a snake.^(D)
20 Is not the day of the Lord darkness, not light,
    and gloom with no brightness in it?^(E)

¹⁴ The old men have left the city gate,
    the young men their music.
¹⁵ The joy of our hearts has ceased;
    our dancing has been turned to mourning.^(A)

³³ Gladness and joy have been taken away
    from the fruitful land of Moab;
I have stopped the wine from the winepresses;
    no one treads them with shouts of joy;
    the shouting is not the shout of joy.^(A)

¹³ for the soil of my people
    growing up in thorns and briers,
yes, for all the joyous houses
    in the jubilant city.^(A)