Job 30:31

My harp is used for mourning and my flute for the sound of weeping.

Our hearts no longer have any joy; our dancing is turned to mourning.

By the rivers of Babylon we sit down and weep when we remember Zion.

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

My heart palpitates, I shake in fear; the twilight I desired has brought me terror.

At that time the sovereign master, the Lord who commands armies, called for weeping and mourning, for shaved heads and sackcloth.

The new wine dries up, the vines shrivel up, all those who like to celebrate groan.

Then the king departed to his palace. But he spent the night without eating, and no diversions were brought to him. He was unable to sleep.

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

By the rivers of Babylon we sit down and weep when we remember Zion.

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

My heart palpitates, I shake in fear; the twilight I desired has brought me terror.

At that time the sovereign master, the Lord who commands armies, called for weeping and mourning, for shaved heads and sackcloth.

The new wine dries up, the vines shrivel up, all those who like to celebrate groan.

Our hearts no longer have any joy; our dancing is turned to mourning.

Then the king departed to his palace. But he spent the night without eating, and no diversions were brought to him. He was unable to sleep.