I will put an end to your noisy songs. No one will hear the music of your harps anymore.

我必使你唱歌的声音止息；人也不再听见你弹琴的声音。

我要使你唱歌的声音止息；人不再听见你弹琴的声音。

我要使你唱歌的声音止息；人不再听见你弹琴的声音。

我必使你的歌声消逝，琴音断绝。

我必使你唱歌的喧声止息；人也再听不到你的琴声。

我必使你唱歌的聲音止息；人也不再聽見你彈琴的聲音。

我要使你唱歌的聲音止息；人不再聽見你彈琴的聲音。

我要使你唱歌的聲音止息；人不再聽見你彈琴的聲音。

我必使你的歌聲消逝，琴音斷絕。

我必使你唱歌的喧聲止息；人也再聽不到你的琴聲。

我必使你歌曲的音響止息；你琴瑟的聲音、人必不再聽到。

我必息爾謳歌之聲、不復聞爾琴瑟之音、

謳歌必息、琴瑟不聞、我使之然、

我必使爾中不復有謳歌之聲、不復聞琴瑟之聲、

I will put an end to your noisy songs, and the music of your harps will be heard no more.

And I will stop the music of your songs, and the sound of your lyres shall be heard no more.

I will stop the music of your songs. No more will the sound of harps be heard among your people.

I will put an end to the noise of your songs, and the sound of your lyres will no longer be heard.

So I will put an end to the sound of your songs, and the sound of your harps will no longer be heard.

I will put an end to the sound of your songs, and the sound of your harps shall be heard no more.

And I will cause the noise of thy songs to cease; and the sound of thy harps shall be no more heard.

I will put an end to the noise of your songs, and the sound of your lyres will no longer be heard.

And I will cause the noise of thy songs to cease; and the sound of thy harps shall be no more heard.

I will silence the noise of your songs; the sound of your harps will be heard no more.

I will cause the noise of your songs to cease. The sound of your harps won’t be heard any more.

I will put an end to the sounds of joy and gladness. The voices of brides and grooms will not be heard anymore. There will be no sounds of joy in the towns of Judah. And there will be no joy in the streets of Jerusalem. The land will become a desert.

“ Forgotten prostitute, pick up a harp. Walk through the city. Play the harp well. Sing many songs. Then you will be remembered.”

I will put an end to the sounds of joy and gladness. I will put an end to the voices of brides and grooms. The sound of grinding millstones will not be heard anymore. And lamps will not be lit anymore.

I am the Lord who rules over all. I am the God of Israel. I am telling you,‘ In your days I will judge your people. You will see it with your own eyes. I will put an end to the sounds of joy and gladness here in Jerusalem. The voices of brides and grooms will not be heard anymore.’

Your grand show of power has been brought down to the grave. The noise of your harps has come down here along with your power. Maggots are spread out under you. Worms cover you.

The happy sounds of tambourines will be gone. The noise of those who enjoy wild parties will stop. The joyful music of harps will become silent.People will no longer sing as they drink wine. Beer will taste bitter to those who drink it.

Just look at Tyre. It’s no longer the old, old city that was known for its wild parties. It no longer sends its people out to make their homes in lands far away.

I will put a stop to the special times she celebrates. I’ll bring an end to the feasts she celebrates each year. I’ll stop her New Moon feasts and her Sabbath days. I’ll bring all her appointed feasts to an end.

You lie down on beds that are decorated with ivory. You rest on your couches. You eat the best lambs and the fattest calves.You pluck away on your harps as David did. You play new songs on musical instruments.You drink wine by the bowlful. You use the finest lotions. But Joseph’s people will soon be destroyed. And you aren’t even sad about it.So you will be among the first to be taken away as prisoners. You won’t be able to enjoy good food. You won’t lie around on couches anymore.

You rich people, listen to me. Cry and weep, because you will soon be suffering.Your riches have rotted. Moths have eaten your clothes.Your gold and silver have lost their brightness. Their dullness will be a witness against you. Your wanting more and more will eat your body like fire. You have stored up riches in these last days.You have even failed to pay the workers who mowed your fields. Their pay is crying out against you. The cries of those who gathered the harvest have reached the ears of the Lord. He rules over all.You have lived an easy life on earth. You have given yourselves everything you wanted. You have made yourselves fat like cattle that will soon be butchered.

You were in Eden. It was my garden. All kinds of jewels decorated you. Here is a list of them: carnelian, chrysolite and emerald, topaz, onyx and jasper, lapis lazuli, turquoise and beryl. Your settings and mountings were made out of gold. On the day you were created, they were prepared.

Why is your town so full of noise? Why is your city so full of the sound of wild parties? Those among you who died weren’t killed by swords. They didn’t die in battle.

The songs of musicians will never be heard in you again. Gone will be the music of harps, flutes and trumpets. No worker of any kind will ever be found in you again. The sound of a millstone will never be heard in you again.The light of a lamp will never shine in you again. The voices of brides and grooms will never be heard in you again. Your traders were among the world’s most important people. By your magic spell all the nations were led astray.

They have harps and lyres at their banquets. They have tambourines, flutes and wine. But they don’t have any concern for the mighty acts of the Lord. They don’t have any respect for what his power has done.