Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Thou have turned for me my mourning into dancing. Thou have loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness,
who lay upon beds of ivory, and stretch themselves upon their couches, and eat the lambs out of the flock, and the calves out of the midst of the stall,
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation. And I will bring sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head, and I will make it as the mourning for an only son, and the end thereof as a b
Be ye sorrowful, and mourn, and weep. Let your laughter be turned into mourning, and your joy into a downcast look.
Therefore my harp has [turned] to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.