³³ Joy and gladness are gone
    from the orchards and fields of Moab.
I have stopped the flow of wine^(A) from the presses;
    no one treads them with shouts of joy.^(B)
Although there are shouts,
    they are not shouts of joy.

⁵ 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.