I will turn your festivals into mourning
and all your singing into crying.
Everyone will mourn,
dressed in sackcloth,
and every head will be shaved.
I will make them mourn,
as if for an only son,
and bring their day to a bitter end.”
I will turn your festivals into mourning
and all your singing into crying.
Everyone will mourn,
dressed in sackcloth,
and every head will be shaved.
I will make them mourn,
as if for an only son,
and bring their day to a bitter end.”