¹⁵ The joy of our hearts is ended; our dancing is changed into sorrow.

¹⁰ Your feasts will be turned into sorrow and all your melody into songs of grief; everyone will be clothed with haircloth, and the hair of every head will be cut; I will make the weeping like that for an only son, and the end of it like a bitter day.

¹¹ By you my sorrow is turned into dancing; you have taken away my clothing of grief, and given me robes of joy;

¹⁰ And more than this, I will take from them the sound of laughing voices, the voice of joy, the voice of the newly-married man, and the voice of the bride, the sound of the stones crushing the grain, and the shining of lights.

⁴ Who are resting on beds of ivory, stretched out on soft seats, feasting on lambs from the flock and young oxen from the cattle-house;

⁵ Making foolish songs to the sound of corded instruments, and designing for themselves instruments of music, like David;

⁶ Drinking wine in basins, rubbing themselves with the best oils; but they have no grief for the destruction of Joseph.

⁷ So now they will go away prisoners with the first of those who are made prisoners, and the loud cry of those who were stretched out will come to an end.

⁹ Be troubled, with sorrow and weeping; let your laughing be turned to sorrow and your joy to grief.

¹⁰ Make yourselves low in the eyes of the Lord and you will be lifted up by him.