So I will silence the sound of your songs, and the music of your lyres will no longer be heard.
“Take up your harp, stroll through the city, O forgotten harlot. Make sweet melody, sing many a song, so you will be rem
I will remove from the cities of Judah and the streets of Jerusalem the sounds of joy and gladness and the voices of the
The joyful tambourines have ceased; the noise of revelers has stopped; the joyful harp is silent.
Your pomp has been brought down to Sheol, along with the music of your harps. Maggots are your bed and worms your blanke
For this is what the LORD of Hosts, the God of Israel, says: I am going to remove from this place, before your very eyes
Moreover, I will banish from them the sounds of joy and gladness, the voices of the bride and bridegroom, the sound of t
Is this your jubilant city, whose origin is from antiquity, whose feet have taken her to settle far away?
I will put an end to all her exultation: her feasts, New Moons, and Sabbaths—all her appointed feasts.
O city of commotion, O town of revelry? Your slain did not die by the sword, nor were they killed in battle.
And the sound of harpists and musicians, of flute players and trumpeters, will never ring out in you again. Nor will any
You lie on beds inlaid with ivory, and lounge upon your couches. You dine on lambs from the flock and calves from the st
At their feasts are the lyre and harp, tambourines and flutes and wine. They disregard the actions of the LORD and fail
You were in Eden, the garden of God. Every kind of precious stone adorned you: ruby, topaz, and diamond, beryl, onyx, an
Come now, you who are rich, weep and wail over the misery to come upon you.