Lo, let that night be barren; let no joyful voice come in it.
As for that night, let darkness seize upon it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year, Let it not come into the number of the months.
Let those curse it who curse the day, who are ready to stir up Leviathan.
The gladness of tambourines ceases, the noise of those who rejoice ends; the joy of the harp ceases.
Then I will cause the voice of gladness to cease from the cities of Judah and from the streets of Jerusalem, and the voice of joy, the voice of the bridegroom, and the voice of the bride. For the land shall be desolate.