Isaiah 24:11-13

Young's Literal Translation

¹¹ A cry over the wine [is] in out-places, Darkened hath been all joy, Removed hath been the joy of the land.

¹² Left in the city [is] desolation, And [with] wasting is the gate smitten.

¹³ When thus it is in the heart of the land, In the midst of the peoples, As the compassing of the olive, As gleanings when harvest hath been finished,