“In the meantime the older son was out in the field. On his way back, when he came close to the house, he heard the music and dancing.
David, wearing only a linen cloth around his waist, danced with all his might to honor the Lord.
When the Lord brought us back to Jerusalem, it was like a dream!
Praise his name with dancing; play drums and harps in praise of him.
Praise him with drums and dancing. Praise him with harps and flutes.
You have changed my sadness into a joyful dance; you have taken away my sorrow and surrounded me with joy.
The prophet Miriam, Aaron's sister, took her tambourine, and all the women followed her, playing tambourines and dancing.
He sets the time for sorrow and the time for joy, the time for mourning and the time for dancing,
Once again I will rebuild you. Once again you will take up your tambourines and dance joyfully.
For this son of mine was dead, but now he is alive; he was lost, but now he has been found.’ And so the feasting began.
So he called one of the servants and asked him, ‘What's going on?’
They are like children sitting in the marketplace. One group shouts to the other, ‘We played wedding music for you, but you wouldn't dance! We sang funeral songs, but you wouldn't cry!’