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The melodious chords of the harp and timbrel are heard no more; the happy days are ended. No more are the joys of wine and song; strong drink turns bitter in the mouth.

10 The city lies in chaos; every home and shop is locked up tight to keep out looters.

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The mirth (A)of the tambourine ceases,
The noise of the jubilant ends,
The joy of the harp ceases.
They shall not drink wine with a song;
Strong drink is bitter to those who drink it.
10 The city of confusion is broken down;
Every house is shut up, so that none may go in.

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The mirth of tabrets ceaseth, the noise of them that rejoice endeth, the joy of the harp ceaseth.

They shall not drink wine with a song; strong drink shall be bitter to them that drink it.

10 The city of confusion is broken down: every house is shut up, that no man may come in.

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The joyful timbrels(A) are stilled,
    the noise(B) of the revelers(C) has stopped,
    the joyful harp(D) is silent.(E)
No longer do they drink wine(F) with a song;
    the beer is bitter(G) to its drinkers.
10 The ruined city(H) lies desolate;(I)
    the entrance to every house is barred.

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