"They singto the timbreland harpAnd rejoiceat the soundof the flute.
"Whydid you fleesecretlyand deceiveme, and did not tellme so that I might have sentyou awaywith joyand with songs,with timbreland with lyre;
His brother'snamewas Jubal;he was the fatherof allthose who playthe lyreand pipe.
"They sendforth their littleoneslike the flock,And their childrenskipabout.
"They spendtheir daysin prosperity,And suddenlythey godownto Sheol.
PraiseHim with timbreland dancing;PraiseHim with stringedinstrumentsand pipe.
Instead, there is gaietyand gladness,Killingof cattleand slaughteringof sheep,Eatingof meatand drinkingof wine:"Let us eatand drink,for tomorrowwe may die."
Their banquetsare [accompanied] by lyreand harp,by tambourineand flute,and by wine;But they do not payattentionto the deedsof the LORD,Nordo they considerthe workof His hands.
