TSK · Joel 1:5

The wine fayleth, the vine hath no myght, all they that haue ben mery of heart are come to mournyng.

Wherfore girde your selues about with sackcloth, mourne and weepe: for the fearefull wrath of the Lorde is not withdrawen from vs.

Be ye ashamed O ye husbandemen, howle O ye wine dressers for ye wheate and for the barly: for the haruest of the fielde is perished.

And thei haue cast lottes for my people, and chaunged the boy for an harlot, and solde the gyrle for wine, that they might drynke.

Ther was a certaine riche man, whiche was clothed in purple & fine whyte, and fared very deliciously euery day.

Take heede to your selues, lest at any tyme your heartes be ouercome with surfettyng and dronkennesse, and cares of this lyfe, and so the daye come vpon you vnwares.

Go to nowe ye riche men, weepe and howle on your wretchednesse that shall come vpon you.