I will turn your feasts into mourning and all your songs into lamentation; I will bring sackcloth on every waist and baldness on every head; I will make it like the mourning for an only son and the end of it like a bitter day.
The songs of the temple[2] shall become wailings[3] in that day," declares the Lord GOD. "So many dead bodies!" "They are thrown everywhere!" "Silence!"
Even though you offer me your burnt offerings and grain offerings, I will not accept them; and the peace offerings of your fattened animals, I will not look upon them.