Job 30:31
Therefore is my harp turned to mourning, And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.
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- Lamentations 5:15 The joy of our heart is ceased; Our dance is turned into mourning.
- Isaiah 21:4 My heart fluttereth, horror hath affrighted me; the twilight that I desired hath been turned into trembling unto me.
- Psalm 137:1–3 By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down, yea, we wept, When we remembered Zion. Upon the willows in the midst thereof We hanged up our harps. For there they that led us captive required of us songs, And they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.