Lamentations 5:15
Ceased hath the joy of our heart, Turned to mourning hath been our dancing.
Ceased hath the joy of our heart, Turned to mourning hath been our dancing.
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13Young men to grind they have taken, And youths with wood have stumbled.
14The aged from the gate have ceased, Young men from their song.
16Fallen hath the crown `from' our head, Wo `is' now to us, for we have sinned.
17For this hath our heart been sick, For these have our eyes been dim.
7Mourned hath the new wine, languished the vine, Sighed have all the joyful of heart.
8Ceased hath the joy of tabrets, Ceased hath the noise of exulting ones, Ceased hath the joy of a harp.
10And removed have been gladness and joy from the fruitful field, And in vineyards they sing not, nor shout, Wine in the presses treadeth not the treader, Shouting I have caused to cease.
31And my harp doth become mourning, And my organ the sound of weeping.
11A cry over the wine `is' in out-places, Darkened hath been all joy, Removed hath been the joy of the land.
13Then rejoice doth a virgin in a chorus, Both young men and old men -- together, And I have turned their mourning to joy, And have comforted them, And gladdened them above their sorrow,
16Is not before our eyes food cut off? From the house of our God joy and rejoicing?
17Rotted have scattered things under their clods, Desolated have been storehouses, Broken down have been granaries, For withered hath the corn.
12The vine hath been dried up, And the fig-tree doth languish, Pomegranate, also palm, and apple-tree, All trees of the field have withered, For dried up hath been joy from the sons of men.
11Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me `with' joy.
13Even in laughter is the heart pained, And the latter end of joy `is' affliction.
9For thus said Jehovah of Hosts, God of Israel: Lo, I am causing to cease from this place, Before your eyes, and in your days, The voice of joy, and the voice of rejoicing, The voice of bridegroom and voice of bride.
8Wail, as a virgin girdeth with sackcloth, For the husband of her youth.
9Cut off hath been present and libation from the house of Jehovah, Mourned have the priests, ministrants of Jehovah.
10Spoiled is the field, mourned hath the ground, For spoiled is the corn, Dried up hath been new wine, languish doth oil.
33And removed hath been joy and gladness From the fruitful field, Even from the land of Moab, And wine from wine-presses I have caused to cease, Shouting doth not proceed, The shouting `is' no shouting!
9be exceeding afflicted, and mourn, and weep, let your laughter to mourning be turned, and the joy to heaviness;
13A joyful heart maketh glad the face, And by grief of heart is the spirit smitten.
4The ways of Zion are mourning, Without any coming at the appointed time, All her gates are desolate, her priests sigh, Her virgins are afflicted -- and she hath bitterness.
34And I have caused to cease from cities of Judah, And from streets of Jerusalem, The voice of joy, and the voice of gladness, Voice of bridegroom, and voice of bride, For the land doth become a desolation!
18My refreshing for me `is' sorrow, For me my heart `is' sick.
10And 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.
18And they hasten, and lift up for us a wailing. And run down our eyes do tears, And from our eyelids do waters flow.
19For -- a voice of wailing is heard from Zion: How have we been spoiled! We have been greatly ashamed, Because we have forsaken the land, Because they have cast down our tabernacles.
17and saying, We piped unto you, and ye did not dance, we lamented to you, and ye did not smite the breast.
5For thus said Jehovah: Do not enter the house of a mourning-feast, Nor go to lament nor bemoan for them, For I have removed My peace from this people, An affirmation of Jehovah, The kindness and the mercies.
20Harvest hath passed, summer hath ended, And we -- we have not been saved.
15Looking for peace -- and there is no good, For a time of healing, and lo, terror.
3Better `is' sorrow than laughter, For by the sadness of the face the heart becometh better.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
3Thou hast multiplied the nation, Thou hast made great its joy, They have joyed before Thee as the joy in harvest, As `men' rejoice in their apportioning spoil.
2On willows in its midst we hung our harps.
3For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers -- joy: `Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.'
14Lo, My servants sing from joy of heart, And ye cry from pain of heart, And from breaking of spirit ye do howl.
11My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
15All the days of the afflicted `are' evil, And gladness of heart `is' a perpetual banquet.
2Mourned hath Judah, and her gates have languished, They have mourned to the earth, And the cry of Jerusalem hath gone up.
13Therefore my people removed without knowledge, And its honourable ones are famished, And its multitude dried up of thirst.
4A time to weep, And a time to laugh. A time to mourn, And a time to skip.
5Awake, ye drunkards, and weep, And howl all drinking wine, because of the juice, For it hath been cut off from your mouth.
4My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.
12They lift `themselves' up at timbrel and harp, And rejoice at the sound of an organ.
5Those sowing in tears, with singing do reap,
15Cause us to rejoice according to the days Wherein Thou hast afflicted us, The years we have seen evil.
18They have hunted our steps from going in our broad-places, Near hath been our end, fulfilled our days, For come hath our end.
10She is empty, yea, emptiness and waste, And the heart hath melted, And the knees have smitten together, And great pain `is' in all loins, And the faces of all of them have gathered paleness.