And gladness is taken away, and joy out of the fruitful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither joyful noise: no treader shall tread out wine in the presses; I have made the vintage shout to cease.

And all joy is gone; no longer are they glad for the fertile field; and in the vine-gardens there are no songs or sounds of joy: the crushing of grapes has come to an end, and its glad cry has been stopped.

Και αφηρεθη η ευφροσυνη και η αγαλλιασις απο της καρποφορου πεδιαδος· και εις τους αμπελωνας σου δεν θελουσιν εισθαι πλεον ασματα ουδε φωναι αγαλλιασεως· οι ληνοπαται δεν θελουσι πατει οινον εν τοις ληνοις· εγω κατεπαυσα τον αλαλαγμον του τρυγητου.

And gladness is taken away, and joy out of the plentiful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither shall there be shouting: the treaders shall tread out no wine in their presses; I have made their vintage shouting to cease.