¹³ Put on sackcloth and mourn, you priests!
    Wail, you ministers of the altar.
Come, lie all night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God,^[a]
    for the meal offering and the drink offering are withheld from your God’s house.
¹⁴ Sanctify a fast.
    Call a solemn assembly.
    Gather the elders,
    and all the inhabitants of the land, to the house of Yahweh, your God,
    and cry to Yahweh.
¹⁵ Alas for the day!
    For the day of Yahweh is at hand,
    and it will come as destruction from the Almighty.
¹⁶ Isn’t the food cut off before our eyes,
    joy and gladness from the house of our God?
¹⁷ The seeds rot under their clods.
    The granaries are laid desolate.
    The barns are broken down, for the grain has withered.
¹⁸ How the animals groan!
    The herds of livestock are perplexed, because they have no pasture.
    Yes, the flocks of sheep are made desolate.
¹⁹ Yahweh, I cry to you,
    For the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness,
    and the flame has burned all the trees of the field.
²⁰ Yes, the animals of the field pant to you,
    for the water brooks have dried up,
    And the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness.