Lamentations 5:15
The joy of our hearts has ended; our dancing has turned into mourning.
The joy of our hearts has ended; our dancing has turned into mourning.
The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
The joy of our heart has ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
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The ioye of oure herte is gone, oure mery quere is turned in to mourninge.
The ioy of our heart is gone, our daunce is turned into mourning.
The ioy of our heart is gone, our melodious meeting is turned into mourning.
The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
The joy of our heart is ceased; Our dance is turned into mourning.
Ceased hath the joy of our heart, Turned to mourning hath been our dancing.
The joy of our heart is ceased; Our dance is turned into mourning.
The joy of our heart is ceased; Our dance is turned into mourning.
The joy of our hearts is ended; our dancing is changed into sorrow.
The joy of our heart is ceased; Our dance is turned into mourning.
Our hearts no longer have any joy; our dancing is turned to mourning.
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13 Young men toil at the grinding millstones, and boys stumble under heavy loads of wood.
14 The elders have left the city gate, and the young men have ceased their music.
16 The crown has fallen from our head. Woe to us, for we have sinned!
17 Because of this, our hearts are faint, and our eyes grow dim with tears.
7 The new wine dries up, the vine withers, and all the merry-hearted groan.
8 The joy of tambourines ceases, the noise of revelers stops, and the joyful sound of the harp is silenced.
10 Joy and gladness are taken away from the fertile fields. In the vineyards, no songs are sung, no cheers are heard. No one treads out wine in the presses—the cheerful shouting has stopped.
31 My harp is turned to mourning and my flute to the sound of weeping.
11 In the streets, there is an outcry over the wine; all joy turns dark, and the gladness of the earth departs.
13 The young women will rejoice and dance, and the young men and the old together. I will turn their mourning into joy; I will comfort them and give them gladness in place of sorrow.
16 Isn’t the food cut off before our eyes, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
17 The seeds shrivel beneath their clods, the storehouses are desolate, the granaries are broken down, for the grain has dried up.
12 The vine is dried up, and the fig tree withers; the pomegranate, the palm, and the apple tree—all the trees of the field are dried up. Indeed, joy has withered away from the people.
11 Hear me, O LORD, and be merciful to me; O LORD, be my helper.
13 Even in laughter, the heart may ache, and joy may end in grief.
9 For this is what the LORD of Hosts, the God of Israel, says: I am going to silence in this place—in your sight and in your days—the sounds of joy and gladness, the voices of the bridegroom and the bride.
8 Mourn like a young woman dressed in sackcloth, grieving for the husband of her youth.
9 Grain offerings and drink offerings are cut off from the house of the Lord. The priests, the ministers of the Lord, mourn.
10 The fields are devastated, and the ground mourns, because the grain is destroyed, the new wine is dried up, and the olive oil fails.
33 Joy and gladness have been taken from the fertile fields and the land of Moab. I have stopped the wine flowing from the presses; no one treads them with shouts of joy. There is no joyful shouting.
9 Grieve, mourn and weep. Turn your laughter to mourning and your joy to gloom.
13 A joyful heart makes a cheerful face, but a heart full of sorrow crushes the spirit.
4 The roads to Zion mourn, for no one comes to her appointed festivals. All her gates are desolate; her priests groan, her young women grieve, and she is in bitter anguish.
34 I will bring an end to the sounds of joy and gladness, the voices of the bride and groom, in the cities of Judah and the streets of Jerusalem, for the land will become desolate.
18 My grief is beyond healing; my heart is faint within me.
10 I will banish from them the sound of joy and gladness, the voice of the bridegroom and the bride, the sound of millstones and the light of the lamp.
18 'For a voice of wailing is heard from Zion: “How devastated we are! We are utterly ashamed, for we have left the land and our dwellings have been cast off.”'
19 'Hear the word of the Lord, you women; let your ears receive the words of His mouth. Teach your daughters to wail and one another to mourn.'
17 ‘We played the flute for you, and you did not dance; we sang a dirge, and you did not mourn.’
5 For this is what the LORD says: Do not enter a house of mourning. Do not go to lament or console them, for I have withdrawn My peace from this people, declares the LORD, as well as My lovingkindness and compassion.
20 The harvest is past, the summer has ended, and we are not saved.
15 We hoped for peace, but no good has come. We looked for a time of healing, but there is only terror.
3 Sorrow is better than laughter, for when the face is sad, the heart may be improved.
4 My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
3 For you have shattered the yoke that burdened them, the bar across their shoulders, the rod of their oppressor, as on the day of Midian’s defeat.
2 Upon the willows in its midst, we hung our harps.
3 For there, our captors asked us for songs, and our tormentors asked for joy, saying, 'Sing us one of the songs of Zion!'
14 Behold, my servants will sing out of the joy of their hearts, but you will cry out from the pain of your hearts and wail from a broken spirit.
11 My days have passed, my plans are broken off, and the desires of my heart are gone.
15 All the days of the afflicted are miserable, but a cheerful heart has a continual feast.
2 Judah mourns, and her gates languish; they sit on the ground in mourning, and the cry of Jerusalem rises up.
13 Therefore, my people have gone into exile because of lack of knowledge; their nobles are dying of hunger, and their multitudes are parched with thirst.
4 A time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance.
5 Wake up, you drunkards, and weep! Wail, all you wine drinkers, because of the fresh wine, for it is cut off from your mouth.
4 From the voice of the enemy, and from the oppression of the wicked—for they bring down trouble on me and in their anger they hate me.
12 They sing to the tambourine and lyre and rejoice to the sound of the flute.
5 Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting.
15 Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us, and for as many years as we have seen trouble.
18 Our steps were closely pursued so that we could not walk in our streets. Our end drew near; our days were fulfilled, for our end had come.
10 Plunder the silver! Plunder the gold! The supply is endless, the abundance of all treasures.