Isa.24.11

There is a crying for wine in the streets; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.

Isa.24.11

People riot in the streets for wine, but the good times are gone forever--no more joy for this old world.

Isa.24.11

In the streets they cry out for wine; all joy turns to gloom, all gaiety is banished from the earth.

Isa.24.11

There is a cry for wine in the streets, All joy is darkened, The mirth of the land is gone.