⁴ How do we sing the song of Jehovah, On the land of a stranger?

⁴ A time to weep, And a time to laugh. A time to mourn, And a time to skip.

¹² And call doth the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, In that day, to weeping and to lamentation, And to baldness and to girding on of sackcloth,

²¹ And thou hast said in thy heart: `Who hath begotten for me -- these? And I bereaved and gloomy, A captive, and turned aside, And these -- who hath nourished? Lo, I -- I was left by myself, these -- whence `are' they?

¹⁴ The aged from the gate have ceased, Young men from their song.

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

⁴ They pour not out wine to Jehovah, Nor are they sweet to Him, Their sacrifices `are' as bread of mourners to them, All eating it are unclean: For their bread `is' for themselves, It doth not come into the house of Jehovah.

³ And howled have songstresses of a palace in that day, An affirmation of the Lord Jehovah, Many `are' the carcases, into any place throw -- hush!