You have given me greater joy than those who have abundant harvests of grain and new wine.

You have been very hard on us, making us drink wine that sent us reeling.

But instead, they give me poison for food; they offer me sour wine for my thirst.

For the Lord holds a cup in his hand that is full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours out the wine in judgment, and all the wicked must drink it, draining it to the dregs.

wine to make them glad, olive oil to soothe their skin, and bread to give them strength.

I am shriveled like a wineskin in the smoke, but I have not forgotten to obey your decrees.