Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
By the rivers of Babel, there we sat down: also we wept in our remembering Zion.
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance:
My heart wandered; trembling made me afraid: the evening twilight of my desire he put to me for fear.
And the Lord Jehovah of armies in that day will call to weeping and to wailing, and to baldness and to girding with sackcloth:
The new wine mourned, the vine languished, all they joyful of heart, sighed
The joy of our heart ceased; our dance was turned to mourning.
Then the king departed to his temple and passed the night fasting: and he brought not his concubines before him, and his sleep fled from him.