Isaiah 24:10

The new wine mourns. The vine languishes. All the merry-hearted sigh.

The mirth of tambourines ceases. The sound of those who rejoice ends. The joy of the harp ceases.

They will not drink wine with a song. Strong drink will be bitter to those who drink it.

There is a crying in the streets because of the wine. All joy is darkened. The mirth of the land is gone.

The city is left in desolation, and the gate is struck with destruction.

For it will be so within the earth among the peoples, as the shaking of an olive tree, as the gleanings when the vintage is done.