²³ Remove from Me the tumult of your songs;
I will not even listen to the melody of your harps.

⁴ Those who lay down on beds of ivory
And sprawl on their ^(A)couches
And ^(B)eat lambs from the flock
And calves from the midst of the stall,
⁵ Who improvise to the ^[a]sound of the harp,
And like David have ^[b]composed ^(C)songs for themselves,

¹⁰ Then I will ^(A)overturn your feasts into mourning
And all your songs into ^[a]lamentation;
And I will bring up ^(B)sackcloth on everyone’s loins
And baldness on every head.
And I will make it ^(C)like a time of mourning for an only son,
And the end of it will be like a bitter day.