1:11 Be distressed,
wail, vinedressers, over the wheat and the barley.
For the harvest of the field has perished.
1:13 Get dressed
Wail, you who minister at the altar!
Come, spend the night in sackcloth, you servants of my God,
because no one brings grain offerings or drink offerings
to the temple of your God anymore.
4:8 So put on sackcloth!
Mourn and wail, saying,
‘The fierce anger of the Lord
has not turned away from us!’”
“‘Wail, “Alas, the day is here!”
5:1 Come now, you rich! Weep and cry aloud