Do I eat the flesh of bulls? Do I drink the blood of goats?

He turned their rivers into blood, and they could not drink from their streams.

Those who sit at the city gate gossip about me; drunkards mock me in their songs.

From the stream along the road he drinks; then he lifts up his head.

For the Lord holds in his hand a cup full of foaming wine mixed with spices, and pours it out. Surely all the wicked of the earth will slurp it up and drink it to its very last drop.”