Put on your sackcloth and mourn, you priests. Cry loudly, you servants of the altar. Spend the night in sackcloth, you servants of my Elohim. Grain offerings and wine offerings are withheld from your Elohim’s temple.

Schedule a time to fast! Call for an assembly! Gather the leaders and everyone who lives in the land. Bring them to the temple of Yahweh your Elohim, and cry to Yahweh for help.

Food disappears right before our eyes. Happiness and rejoicing disappear from our Elohim’s temple.

Tear your hearts, not your clothes. Return to Yahweh your Elohim. He is merciful and compassionate, patient, and always ready to forgive and to change his plans about disaster.

Who knows? He may reconsider and change his plan and leave a blessing for you. Then you could give grain offerings and wine offerings to Yahweh your Elohim.

The priests who serve Yahweh cry between the altar and the entrance to the temple. They say, “Spare your people, O Yahweh. Don’t let the people who belong to you become a disgrace. Don’t let the nations ridicule them. Why should people ask, ‘Where is their Elohim?’”

People of Zion, be glad and find joy in Yahweh your Elohim. Yahweh has given you the Teacher of Righteousness. He has sent the autumn rain and the spring rain as before.

You will have plenty to eat, and you will be full. You will praise the name of Yahweh your Elohim, who has performed miracles for you. My people will never be ashamed again.

You will know that I am in Israel. I am Yahweh your Elohim, and there is no other. My people will never be ashamed again.

“You will know that I am Yahweh your Elohim. I live on my holy mountain, Zion. Jerusalem will be holy. Foreigners will never invade it again.