Job 30:31

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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, there we sat down; yea, we 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 panteth, horror affrighteth me: the night of my pleasure hath he turned into trembling unto me.

And in that day did the Lord Jehovah of hosts call to weeping, and to mourning, and to baldness, and to girding with sackcloth;

The new wine mourneth, the vine languisheth, all that were merry-hearted do sigh;

The joy of our heart hath ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.

Then the king went to his palace, and passed the night fasting; neither were concubines brought before him; and his sleep fled from him.