Job 30:31
My harp is tuned to mourning and my flute to the sound of weeping.
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Cross references
- Lamentations 5:15 Joy has left our hearts; our dancing has turned to mourning.
- Isaiah 21:4 My heart falters; fear makes me tremble. The twilight I desired has turned to horror.
- Psalm 137:1–3 By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion. There on the willows we hung our harps, for there our captors requested a song; our tormentors demanded songs of joy: “Sing us a song of Zion.”