Is not the meat cut off before our eyes, yea, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy: Yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God.
Gird yourselves, and lament, ye priests: howl, ye ministers of the altar: come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God: for the meat offering and the drink offering is withholden from the house of your God.
in that day shall he swear, saying, I will not be an healer; for in my house is neither bread nor clothing: make me not a ruler of the people.
Glory ye in his holy name: Let the heart of them rejoice that seek the LORD.
Make me to hear joy and gladness; That the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.