Isaiah 24:7 Cross References - Great

⁷ The wyne faileth: the vyne hath no myght, all they that haue bene mery of hart, are come to mournyng.

⁸ For the vynes of Hesbon are cut downe: As for the vyne of Sibma, the Lordes of the Heithen haue broken downe hyr principall braunches: they are come euen vnto Iazer, they went on wandering vnto the wildernesse. Hyr goodly braunches were throwen downe, as they went ouer the see.

¹⁰ The Myrth and chere is taken awaye out of the plentifull felde, and in the vyneyardes there shalbe no ioye ner gladnesse. The treader shall treade out no wyne in the presses, the song of theyr mery chere haue I layde downe.

⁹ Up (ye ryche and ydell women) herken vnto my voyce. Ye careles cities, marke my wordes. ¹⁰ After yeares and dayes shall ye be brought in feare, O ye careles cities. For haruest shalbe out, & the grape gatherynge shall not come. ¹¹ O ye rych ydell cities ye that feare no parell. Be abashed, you that lyue in aboundaunce: tremble, you that lyue careles: cast of your rayment, make your selues bare, put sacke cloth aboute you. ¹² For as the infantes wepe when their mothers tetes ar dryed: so shall you weape for your fayre feldes and frutefull vyneyardes. ¹³ My peoples felde shall brynge thornes and thistles: and so shall it be euen in euery house of volupteousnesse and in euery citye that reioyseth.

¹ Do not thou triumphe, O Israel, make no boastynge ouer ioyouse thynges as do the Heathen, for thou hast commytted aduoutry agaynst thy God: whoryshe rewardes hast thou loued, more then all the cornestores. ² Therfore shall they nomore enioye the cornestores and wyne presses, and theyr swete wyne shall fayle them.

¹⁰ The felde shalbe wasted, the lande shalbe in a myserable case: for the corne shalbe destroyed, the swete wyne shall come to confusyon, and the oyle vtterly desolate. ¹¹ The housbandmen and the wyne gardeners shall loke pyteously and make lamentacyon, for the wheate, wyne and barly, and because the haruest vpon the felde is so clene destroyed. ¹² The grapegatherers shall make greate mone, when the vyneyarde and fyggetrees be so vtterly wasted. Yee, all the pomgarnettes, palmetrees, apletrees, & the other trees of the felde shall wyther awaye. Thus the mery cheare of the chyldren of men, shall come to confusyon.