Take away from Me the noise of your songs; I will not listen to the melody of your harps.
Though you offer Me burnt offerings or your grain offerings, I will not accept them, nor will I regard the offerings of your fattened animals.
But let justice roll down like water, and righteousness like an ever-flowing stream.
who sing to the sound of the harp and invent musical instruments for themselves like David;
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into dirges; I will put sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness on every head; I will make it like the mourning for an only child, and its end like a bitter day.
“The songs of the temple shall become wailings on that day,” says the Lord God. “The corpses shall be many, cast down everywhere. Hush!”