所以，我的琴音變為悲音；我的簫聲變為哭聲。

所以，我的琴音变为悲音；我的箫声变为哭声。”

我的琴音变为哀泣；我的箫声变为哭声。”

我的琴音变为哀泣；我的箫声变为哭声。”

我的琴唱出哀乐，我的箫奏出悲鸣。

所以我的琴音变为哀音，我的箫声变为哭声。”

我的琴音變為哀泣；我的簫聲變為哭聲。」

我的琴音變為哀泣；我的簫聲變為哭聲。」

我的琴唱出哀樂，我的簫奏出悲鳴。

所以我的琴音變為哀音，我的簫聲變為哭聲。”

故此我的琴音變為悲哀，我的簫聲變為哀哭之人的聲音。

我琴成悲聲、我簫發哀響、

我鼓琴以寄哀、我吹簫而泣訴。

我琴發悲聲、我簫發哀音、或作我琴音變為悲音我簫聲變為哭聲

My lyre is tuned to mourning, and my pipe to the sound of wailing.

My lyre is tuned to sadness. My flute makes a sound like weeping.

My lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.

My harp plays sad music, and my flute accompanies those who weep.

My lyre is used for mourning and my flute for the sound of weeping.

Therefore my harp is turned to mourning, And my flute to the sound of those who weep.

My harp is turned to mourning, And my flute to the voice of those who weep.

Therefore is my harp turned to mourning, And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.

My lyre is used for mourning and my flute for the sound of weeping.

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

My harp is used for mourning and my flute for the sound of weeping.

Therefore my harp has turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.

我們心中的快樂止息，跳舞變為悲哀。

我心慌張，驚恐威嚇我。我所羨慕的黃昏，變為我的戰兢。

哭有時，笑有時；哀慟有時，跳舞有時；

當那日，主－萬軍之耶和華叫人哭泣哀號，頭上光禿，身披麻布。

我們曾在巴比倫的河邊坐下，一追想錫安就哭了。我們把琴掛在那裏的柳樹上；因為在那裏，擄掠我們的要我們唱歌，搶奪我們的要我們作樂，說：給我們唱一首錫安歌吧！我們怎能在外邦唱耶和華的歌呢？

王回宮，終夜禁食，無人拿樂器到他面前，並且睡不着覺。

新酒悲哀，葡萄樹衰殘；心中歡樂的俱都歎息。擊鼓之樂止息；宴樂人的聲音完畢，彈琴之樂也止息了。人必不得飲酒唱歌；喝濃酒的，必以為苦。