Isaiah 24:8
The myrth of tabrettes is layde downe, the noyse of such as haue made mery is ceassed, the ioy at the harpe is at an ende.
The myrth of tabrettes is layde downe, the noyse of such as haue made mery is ceassed, the ioy at the harpe is at an ende.
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7The wine fayleth, the vine hath no myght, all they that haue ben mery of heart are come to mournyng.
14The elders sit no more vnder the gates, and the young men vse no more playing of musicke.
15The ioy of our heart is gone, our melodious meeting is turned into mourning.
9They shall drynke no more wine with mirth, strong drynke shalbe bytter to them that drinke it.
10The citie of vanitie is broken downe, euery house is shut vp, that no man may come in.
11In the streetes is there a crying because of wine, all cheare is vanished away, the myrth of the lande is gone.
12In the citie is left desolation, and the gate is smitten with destruction.
10The mirth and cheare is taken away out of the plentifull fielde, and in the vineyardes there shalbe no ioy nor gladnesse: The treader shall treade out no wine in their presses, the song of their mery cheare haue I layde downe.
11Wherfore my bowels shall rumble like an Harpe for Moabs sake, & mine inwarde partes for the cities sake that is made of bricke.
11Wo be vnto them that rise vp early to folowe drunkennesse, continuyng vntyll nyght, tyll they be set on fire with wine.
12In their feastes are harpes and lutes, tabrettes and pipes, and wine: but they regarde not the worke of the Lord, and consider not the operatio of his handes.
8Thou shalt not go into their feast house, to sit downe to eate or drynke with them:
9For thus saith the Lorde of hoastes the God of Israel: Beholde, I shall take away out of this place the voyce of mirth and gladnesse, the voyce of the bridegrome and of the bride, yea and that in your dayes, that ye may see it.
33Myrth and cheare shalbe taken away from the fertile fielde, and from the lande of Moab: there shalbe no sweete wine in the presse, the treader shal haue no stomacke to crye, yea there shalbe none to crye vnto him,
12They beare with them tabrets and harpes, and reioyce in the sounde of the organs.
10Moreouer, I wyll take from them the voyce of gladnesse and solace, the voyce of the bridegrome and the bride, the noyse of the milstones, and the light of the cressets.
34And as for the voyce of mirth and gladnesse of the cities of Iuda and Hierusalem, the voyce of the bridegrome and of the bride, I wyll make them ceasse: for the lande shalbe desolate.
13Thus will I cause the sounde of thy songues to ceasse, and the noyse of thy harpes shall no more be hearde.
31My harpe is turned to mourning, and my organs into the voyce of them that weepe.
5Awake ye drunkardes, & weepe, howle all ye wine bibbers for lacke of newe wine: for it is cleane taken away from your mouth.
13The heart is sorowfull euen in laughter, and the ende of myrth is heauinesse.
11Moreouer, I wyll take away all her myrth, her holy dayes, her newe moones, her Sabbathes, and all her solempne feastes.
4When the doores in the streetes shalbe shut, and when the voyce of the milner shalbe layde downe, when men shall ryse vp at the voyce of the byrde, and when all the daughters of musicke shalbe brought lowe:
22And the voyce of harpers, and musitions, & of pypers, and trumpetters, shall be heard no more in thee, and no craftes man, of whatsoeuer craft he be, shall be founde any more in thee, and the sounde of a myll shall be heard no more in thee:
12The wine is dryed vp, and the figge tree is decayed, the pomgranate tree, and the paulme, & the apple tree, euen all the trees of the fielde are withered vp: for ioy is withered away from the sonnes of men.
12And they shall come and reioyce vpon the hyll of Sion, and shall haue plenteousnesse of goodes, which the Lorde shall geue them, namely wheate, wine, oyle, young sheepe, and calues: and their soule shalbe as a well watered garden, for they shall no more be hungry.
13Then shall the mayde reioyce in the daunce, yea both young and olde folkes: for I wyll turne their sorowe into gladnesse, and wyll comfort them from their sorowes, and make them ioyfull.
23Take thou away from me the multitude of thy songues, for I will not heare the melodie of thy violes.
9The meate offeryng and drinke offeryng is cut of from the house of the Lorde, the priestes I meane the Lordes ministers mourne.
10The fielde is wasted, the lande mourneth: for corne is destroyed, the newe wine is dryed vp, the oyle is vtterly taken away.
7And therfore the whole worlde is nowe at rest and quietnesse, and men sing for ioy.
4The earth is sory and consumeth away, the worlde is feeble & perisheth, the proude people of the earth are come to naught.
13And beholde they haue ioy and gladnesse, slaying oxen, and kyllyng sheepe, eatyng fleshe, and drynkyng wine: Let vs eate and drynke, for to morowe we shall dye.
5They sing to the sounde of the viole, they inuent to them selues instrumentes of musicke, like Dauid.
29And ye shall sing lyke as in the night when the holy solempnitie beginneth, and ye shall haue gladnesse of heart, like as when one commeth with a pipe vnto the hill of the Lorde, and to the most mightie one of Israel.
15Therfore I commende gladnesse, because a man hath no better thing vnder the sunne, then to eate and drinke, and to be merie: for that shall he haue of his labour, al the dayes of his life which God geueth hym vnder the sunne.
36Wherefore my heart mourneth for Moab like a crowde playing an heauie song, and for the mens sake of Kirchares my heart mourneth also, euen as a pipe that pipeth a dolefull song: for their riches which they haue gathered, shalbe destroyed.
16Is not the meate cut of before our eyes, yea mirth and ioy from the house of our God?
2The corne floore and the wine presse shall not feede them: and the newe wine shall fayle them.
11Whordome, wine, and newe wine, take the heart away.
19Yea, I my selfe will reioyce with Hierusalem, and be glad with my people: and the voyce of weeping and wayling shall not be hearde in her from thencefoorth.
4Then shalt thou vse this mockage vpon the kyng of Babylon, and say: Howe happeneth it that the oppressour leaueth of? Is the golden tribute come to an ende?
5Syng psalmes vnto God playing vpon an harpe: vpon an harpe, and with the sounde of a psalterie.
6Shewe your selues ioyfull before the kyng eternall: with trumpettes and sounde of shawmes.
19Meate maketh men to laugh, and wine maketh them merie: but vnto money are all thinges obedient.
7Go thou thy way then, eate thy bread with ioy, & drinke thy wine with a glad heart, for thy workes please god:
6Geue strong drynke vnto such as are redy to perishe, and wine vnto those that mourne:
11The poore are fayne to labour in their oyle mylles, yea and to treade in their wyne presses, and yet to suffer thirst.
7Thou hast put gladnesse in my heart: since the time that their corne and wine increased.
3Thou hast multiplied the people, and not increased their ioy: they reioyce before thee, euen as men make merie in haruest, and they be ioyfull as men that do deuide the spoyle after the victorie.