² On willows in its midst we hung our harps.

⁸ Ceased hath the joy of tabrets, Ceased hath the noise of exulting ones, Ceased hath the joy of a harp.

¹³ And I have caused the noise of thy songs to cease, And the voice of thy harps is heard no more.

² Give ye thanks to Jehovah with a harp, With psaltery of ten strings sing praise to Him,

² Lift up a song, and give out a timbrel, A pleasant harp with psaltery.

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.

²² and voice of harpers, and musicians, and pipers, and trumpeters, may not be heard at all in thee any more; and any artizan of any art may not be found at all in thee any more; and noise of a millstone may not be heard at all in thee any more;