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Isa.24.7
The new wine mourneth, the vine languisheth, all the merryhearted do sigh.
Isa.24.7
No more wine, no more vineyards, no more songs or singers.
Isa.24.7
The new wine dries up and the vine withers; all the merrymakers groan.
Isa.24.7
The new wine fails, the vine languishes, All the merry-hearted sigh.
Isa.24.7
All the joys of life will be gone. The grape harvest will fail, and there will be no wine. The merrymakers will sigh and mourn.
