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

They that sit in the gate speak against me, and the drunkards make songs upon me.

In that day shall this term be used, and a mourning shall be made over you on this manner, "We be utterly desolate, the portion of my people is translated. When will he part unto us the land, that he hath taken from us?"

This is the mourning that the daughters of the Heathen shall make: Yea and sorrow and lamentation shall they take up, upon Egypt and all her people, sayeth the LORD God.'"

{A prayer of the prophet Habakkuk for the ignorances} O LORD, I have heard thy voice, and was afraid.