The cheerful sound of tambourines is stilled; the happy cries of celebration are heard no more. The melodious chords of the harp are silent.

击鼓之乐止息；宴乐人的声音完毕，弹琴之乐也止息了。

击鼓之乐停止，狂欢者的喧哗止住，弹琴之乐也停止了。

击鼓之乐停止，狂欢者的喧哗止住，弹琴之乐也停止了。

欢快的鼓声止息，悦耳的琴音消失，宴乐的喧闹不复听闻。

击鼓的喜乐止息，宴乐者的喧哗停止，弹琴的喜乐也止息了。

欢快的鼓声止息，欢腾者的喧嚷停止，欢快的琴声也止息了。

擊鼓之樂止息；宴樂人的聲音完畢，彈琴之樂也止息了。

擊鼓之樂停止，狂歡者的喧嘩止住，彈琴之樂也停止了。

擊鼓之樂停止，狂歡者的喧嘩止住，彈琴之樂也停止了。

歡快的鼓聲止息，悅耳的琴音消失，宴樂的喧鬧不復聽聞。

擊鼓的喜樂止息，宴樂者的喧嘩停止，彈琴的喜樂也止息了。

擊鼓之樂止息，歡躍之喧鬧停止，彈琴之樂止息。

歡快的鼓聲止息，歡騰者的喧嚷停止，歡快的琴聲也止息了。

播鼗之音息、歡忭之聲寂、鼓琴之樂歇、

播鼗鼓琴者無人欣喜、歡忭已止、

擊鼓之歡聲盡息、宴樂者之歡呼已止、鼓琴之歡聲亦息、

The joyful timbrels are stilled, the noise of the revelers has stopped, the joyful harp is silent.

The happy sounds of tambourines will be gone. The noise of those who enjoy wild parties will stop. The joyful music of harps will become silent.

The mirth of the tambourines is stilled, the noise of the jubilant has ceased, the mirth of the lyre is stilled.

The joyful tambourines have ceased. The noise of the jubilant has stopped. The joyful lyre has ceased.

The joy of tambourines ceases, The noise of revelers stops, The joy of the harp ceases.

The mirth of the tambourine ceases, The noise of the jubilant ends, The joy of the harp ceases.

The mirth of tabrets ceaseth, the noise of them that rejoice endeth, the joy of the harp ceaseth.

The joyful tambourines have ceased. The noise of the jubilant has stopped. The joyful lyre has ceased.

The mirth of tabrets ceaseth, the noise of them that rejoice endeth, the joy of the harp ceaseth.

The happy sound of the tambourines stops, the revelry of those who celebrate comes to a halt, the happy sound of the harp ceases.

The mirth of tambourines ceases. The sound of those who rejoice ends. The joy of the harp ceases.

I will put an end to her annual festivals, her new moon celebrations, and her Sabbath days— all her appointed festivals.

I will put an end to the happy singing and laughter in the streets of Jerusalem. The joyful voices of bridegrooms and brides will no longer be heard in the towns of Judah. The land will lie in complete desolation.

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

The sound of harps, singers, flutes, and trumpets will never be heard in you again. No craftsmen and no trades will ever be found in you again. The sound of the mill will never be heard in you again.

For this is what the Lord of Heaven’s Armies, the God of Israel, says: In your own lifetime, before your very eyes, I will put an end to the happy singing and laughter in this land. The joyful voices of bridegrooms and brides will no longer be heard.

I will take away your happy singing and laughter. The joyful voices of bridegrooms and brides will no longer be heard. Your millstones will fall silent, and the lights in your homes will go out.

They furnish wine and lovely music at their grand parties— lyre and harp, tambourine and flute— but they never think about the Lord or notice what he is doing.

For seventy years, the length of a king’s life, Tyre will be forgotten. But then the city will come back to life as in the song about the prostitute:Take a harp and walk the streets, you forgotten harlot. Make sweet melody and sing your songs so you will be remembered again.