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

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.

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

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

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.

I will remove from the cities of Judah and the streets of Jerusalem the sound of joy and gladness and the voices of the groom and the bride, for the land will become a desolate waste.

Pick up your lyre, stroll through the city, you forgotten prostitute. Play skillfully, sing many a song so that you will be remembered.

I will eliminate the sound of joy and gladness from them— the voice of the groom and the bride, the sound of the millstones and the light of the lamp.

For this is what the LORD of Armies, the God of Israel, says: I am about to eliminate from this place, before your very eyes and in your time, the sound of joy and gladness, the voice of the groom and the bride.

Your splendor has been brought down to Sheol, along with the music of your harps. Maggots are spread out under you, and worms cover you.”

The joyful tambourines have ceased. The noise of the jubilant has stopped. The joyful lyre has ceased.They no longer sing and drink wine; beer is bitter to those who drink it.

Is this your jubilant city, whose origin was in ancient times, whose feet have taken her to reside far away?

I will put an end to all her celebrations: her feasts, New Moons, and Sabbaths— all her festivals.

They lie on beds inlaid with ivory, sprawled out on their couches, and dine on lambs from the flock and calves from the stall.They improvise songs to the sound of the harp and invent their own musical instruments like David.They drink wine by the bowlful and anoint themselves with the finest oils but do not grieve over the ruin of Joseph.Therefore, they will now go into exile as the first of the captives, and the feasting of those who sprawl out will come to an end.

Come now, you rich people, weep and wail over the miseries that are coming on you.Your wealth has rotted and your clothes 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 stored up treasure in the last days.Look! The pay that you withheld from the workers who mowed your fields cries out, and the outcry of the harvesters has reached the ears of the Lord of Armies.You have lived luxuriously on the earth and have indulged yourselves. You have fattened your hearts in a day of slaughter.

You were in Eden, the garden of God. Every kind of precious stone covered you: carnelian, topaz, and diamond, beryl, onyx, and jasper, lapis lazuli, turquoise and emerald. Your mountings and settings were crafted in gold; they were prepared on the day you were created.

The noisy city, the jubilant town, is filled with celebration. Your dead did not die by the sword; they were not killed in battle.

The sound of harpists, musicians, flutists, and trumpeters will never be heard in you again; no craftsman of any trade will ever be found in you again; the sound of a mill will never be heard in you again;the light of a lamp will never shine in you again; and the voice of a groom and bride will never be heard in you again. All this will happen because your merchants were the nobility of the earth, because all the nations were deceived by your sorcery.

At their feasts they have lyre, harp, tambourine, flute, and wine. They do not perceive the LORD’s actions, and they do not see the work of his hands.