Job 30:31

my harp is turned to sorrow, and my pipe to weeping.

The joy of our heart is gone, our merry query is turned into mourning.

By the waters of Babylon we sat down; and wept, when we remembered Zion.

A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance;

My heart panted, I trembled for fear. The night of my voluptuousness hath he turned against me into fear.

And at the same time shall the LORD of Hosts call men to weeping, mourning, to baldness and a putting on of sackcloth.

The sweet wine shall mourn, the grapes shall be weak, and all that have been merry in heart, shall sigh.

So the king went in to his palace, and kept him sober all night, so that there was no table spread before him, neither could he take any sleep.

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My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.

By the waters of Babylon we sat down; and wept, when we remembered Zion.

A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance;

My heart panted, I trembled for fear. The night of my voluptuousness hath he turned against me into fear.

And at the same time shall the LORD of Hosts call men to weeping, mourning, to baldness and a putting on of sackcloth.

The sweet wine shall mourn, the grapes shall be weak, and all that have been merry in heart, shall sigh.

The joy of our heart is gone, our merry query is turned into mourning.

So the king went in to his palace, and kept him sober all night, so that there was no table spread before him, neither could he take any sleep.