¹¹ Tremble,^(A) you complacent women;
    shudder, you daughters who feel secure!^(B)
Strip off your fine clothes^(C)
    and wrap yourselves in rags.^(D)

¹³ Put on sackcloth,^(A) you priests, and mourn;
    wail, you who minister^(B) before the altar.
Come, spend the night in sackcloth,
    you who minister before my God;
for the grain offerings and drink offerings^(C)
    are withheld from the house of your God.