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Wake up and weep, you drunkards;
    cry, you wine-drinkers;
    the grapes for making new wine have been destroyed.

(A)An army of locusts has attacked our land;
    they are powerful and too many to count;
    their teeth are as sharp as those of a lion.
They have destroyed our grapevines
    and chewed up our fig trees.
They have stripped off the bark,
    till the branches are white.

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