⁹ Gone are the joys of wine and song;
    alcoholic drink turns bitter in the mouth.

²² What sorrow for those who are heroes at drinking wine
    and boast about all the alcohol they can hold.

¹⁰ I will turn your celebrations into times of mourning
    and your singing into weeping.
You will wear funeral clothes
    and shave your heads to show your sorrow—
as if your only son had died.
    How very bitter that day will be!

⁵ You sing trivial songs to the sound of the harp
    and fancy yourselves to be great musicians like David.
⁶ You drink wine by the bowlful
    and perfume yourselves with fragrant lotions.
    You care nothing about the ruin of your nation.^[a]
7 Therefore, you will be the first to be led away as captives.
    Suddenly, all your parties will end.

²⁰ What sorrow for those who say
    that evil is good and good is evil,
that dark is light and light is dark,
    that bitter is sweet and sweet is bitter.

¹¹ What sorrow for those who get up early in the morning
    looking for a drink of alcohol
and spend long evenings drinking wine
    to make themselves flaming drunk.
¹² They furnish wine and lovely music at their grand parties—
    lyre and harp, tambourine and flute—
but they never think about the Lord
    or notice what he is doing.

¹² I am the favorite topic of town gossip,
    and all the drunks sing about me.