I will put an end to the sound of your songs, and the sound of your harps shall be heard no more.

我必使你唱歌的声音止息；人也不再听见你弹琴的声音。

我要使你唱歌的声音止息；人不再听见你弹琴的声音。

我要使你唱歌的声音止息；人不再听见你弹琴的声音。

我必使你的歌声消逝，琴音断绝。

我必使你唱歌的喧声止息；人也再听不到你的琴声。

我必使你唱歌的聲音止息；人也不再聽見你彈琴的聲音。

我要使你唱歌的聲音止息；人不再聽見你彈琴的聲音。

我要使你唱歌的聲音止息；人不再聽見你彈琴的聲音。

我必使你的歌聲消逝，琴音斷絕。

我必使你唱歌的喧聲止息；人也再聽不到你的琴聲。

我必使你歌曲的音響止息；你琴瑟的聲音、人必不再聽到。

我必息爾謳歌之聲、不復聞爾琴瑟之音、

謳歌必息、琴瑟不聞、我使之然、

我必使爾中不復有謳歌之聲、不復聞琴瑟之聲、

I will put an end to your noisy songs, and the music of your harps will be heard no more.

I will put an end to your noisy songs. No one will hear the music of your harps anymore.

And I will stop the music of your songs, and the sound of your lyres shall be heard no more.

I will stop the music of your songs. No more will the sound of harps be heard among your people.

I will put an end to the noise of your songs, and the sound of your lyres will no longer be heard.

So I will put an end to the sound of your songs, and the sound of your harps will no longer be heard.

And I will cause the noise of thy songs to cease; and the sound of thy harps shall be no more heard.

I will put an end to the noise of your songs, and the sound of your lyres will no longer be heard.

And I will cause the noise of thy songs to cease; and the sound of thy harps shall be no more heard.

I will silence the noise of your songs; the sound of your harps will be heard no more.

I will cause the noise of your songs to cease. The sound of your harps won’t be heard any more.

Then I will cause to cease from the cities of Judah and from the streets of Jerusalem the voice of mirth and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom and the voice of the bride. For the land shall be desolate.

“ Take a harp, go about the city, You forgotten harlot; Make sweet melody, sing many songs, That you may be remembered.”

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 lamp.

For thus says the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel:“ Behold, I will cause to cease from this place, before your eyes and in your days, the voice of mirth and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom and the voice of the bride.

Your pomp is brought down to Sheol, And the sound of your stringed instruments; The maggot is spread under you, And worms cover you.’

The mirth of the tambourine ceases, The noise of the jubilant ends, The joy of the harp ceases.They shall not drink wine with a song; Strong drink is bitter to those who drink it.

Is this your joyous city, Whose antiquity is from ancient days, Whose feet carried her far off to dwell?

I will also cause all her mirth to cease, Her feast days, Her New Moons, Her Sabbaths— All her appointed feasts.

Who lie on beds of ivory, Stretch out on your couches, Eat lambs from the flock And calves from the midst of the stall;Who sing idly to the sound of stringed instruments, And invent for yourselves musical instruments like David;Who drink wine from bowls, And anoint yourselves with the best ointments, But are not grieved for the affliction of Joseph.Therefore they shall now go captive as the first of the captives, And those who recline at banquets shall be removed.

Come now, you rich, weep and howl for your miseries that are coming upon you!Your riches are corrupted, and your garments are moth-eaten.Your gold and silver are corroded, and their corrosion will be a witness against you and will eat your flesh like fire. You have heaped up treasure in the last days.Indeed the wages of the laborers who mowed your fields, which you kept back by fraud, cry out; and the cries of the reapers have reached the ears of the Lord of Sabaoth.You have lived on the earth in pleasure and luxury; you have fattened your hearts as in a day of slaughter.

You were in Eden, the garden of God; Every precious stone was your covering: The sardius, topaz, and diamond, Beryl, onyx, and jasper, Sapphire, turquoise, and emerald with gold. The workmanship of your timbrels and pipes Was prepared for you on the day you were created.

You who are full of noise, A tumultuous city, a joyous city? Your slain men are not slain with the sword, Nor dead in battle.

The sound of harpists, musicians, flutists, and trumpeters shall not be heard in you anymore. No craftsman of any craft shall be found in you anymore, and the sound of a millstone shall not be heard in you anymore.The light of a lamp shall not shine in you anymore, and the voice of bridegroom and bride shall not be heard in you anymore. For your merchants were the great men of the earth, for by your sorcery all the nations were deceived.

The harp and the strings, The tambourine and flute, And wine are in their feasts; But they do not regard the work of the Lord, Nor consider the operation of His hands.