As for that night, let it have no fruit; let no voice of joy be sounded in it;
That nightlet the thick dark take it; let it not have joy among the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months.
Let it be cursed by those who put a curse on the day; who are ready to make Leviathan awake.
The pleasing sound of all instruments of music has come to an end, and the voices of those who are glad.
And in the towns of Judah and in the streets of Jerusalem, I will put an end to the laughing voices, the voice of joy and the voice of the newly-married man and the voice of the bride: for the land will become a waste.