Lamentations

My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.

Moreover I will take from them the voice of mirth, and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom, and the voice of the bride, the sound of the millstones, and the light of the candle.

And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning of an only son, and the end thereof as a bitter day.

How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land?

Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.