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Get up and weep, you people who drink too much!
    Cry, all you who drink wine!
Cry because the fresh wine
    has been taken away from you.
The locusts are like a mighty army
    that has marched into our land.
There are so many of them
    they can’t even be counted.
Their teeth are as sharp as a lion’s teeth.
    They are like the fangs of a female lion.
The locusts have completely destroyed our vines.
    They have wiped out our fig trees.
They’ve stripped off the bark and thrown it away.
    They’ve left the branches bare.

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