¹⁵ Ceased hath the joy of our heart, Turned to mourning hath been our dancing.

¹⁰ And have turned your festivals to mourning, And all your songs to lamentation, And caused sackcloth to come up on all loins, And on every head -- baldness, And made it as a mourning `of' an only one, And its latter end as a day of bitterness.

¹¹ Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me `with' joy.

¹⁰ And I have destroyed from them the voice of rejoicing, and the voice of joy, voice of bridegroom and voice of bride, noise of millstones, and the light of lamps.

⁴ Who are lying down on beds of ivory, And are spread out on their couches, And are eating lambs from the flock, And calves from the midst of the stall,

⁵ Who are taking part according to the psaltery, Like David they invented for themselves instruments of music;

⁶ Who are drinking with bowls of wine, And `with' chief perfumes anoint `themselves', And have not been pained for the breach of Joseph.

⁷ Therefore now they remove at the head of the captives, And turned aside is the mourning-feast of stretched-out ones.

⁹ be exceeding afflicted, and mourn, and weep, let your laughter to mourning be turned, and the joy to heaviness;

¹⁰ be made low before the Lord, and He shall exalt you.