⁸ The joyful timbrels^(A) are stilled,
    the noise^(B) of the revelers^(C) has stopped,
    the joyful harp^(D) is silent.^(E)

²² The music of harpists and musicians, pipers and trumpeters,
    will never be heard in you again.^(A)
No worker of any trade
    will ever be found in you again.
The sound of a millstone
    will never be heard in you again.^(B)

¹⁰ I will turn your religious festivals^(A) into mourning
    and all your singing into weeping.^(B)
I will make all of you wear sackcloth^(C)
    and shave^(D) your heads.
I will make that time like mourning for an only son^(E)
    and the end of it like a bitter day.^(F)