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Ezekiel 26:13

Tree of Life Version

I will put an end to the sound of your songs. The sound of your lyres will no longer be heard.

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Then I will bring an end, from the cities of Judah and from the streets of Jerusalem, to the voice of joy and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom and the voice of the bride. For the land will be desolate.”

“Take a harp, stroll about the city, forgotten harlot! Skillfully play many songs, so you may be remembered.”

“Moreover, I will silence among them the voice of joy and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom and the voice of the bride, the sound of the millstones and the light of the lamp.

For thus says Adonai-Tzva’ot, the God of Israel: “I am about to eliminate from this place, before your eyes and in your days, the sound of joy and the sound of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom and the voice of the bride.

Your pomp is brought down to Sheol with the music of your harps. Maggots are spread out under you, and worms cover you.”

Therefore I will return and take back My grain in its season, and My new wine at its appointed time, and I will snatch away My wool and My linen for covering her nakedness.

You were in Eden, the garden of God. Every precious stone was your covering —ruby, topaz and diamond, beryl, onyx and jasper, sapphire, turquoise and emerald—your settings and your sockets a workmanship of gold —in the day you were created they were prepared.

Is this your jubilant city? Whose antiquity is from long ago, whose feet have taken her to settle in far off lands?

You were full of noise, a boisterous city, an exultant town? Your dead were not slain with the sword, nor dead in battle.

Harp and lyre, tambourine and flute, and wine are at their banquets. They do not notice Adonai’s activity nor see the works of His hands.

On the willows there we hung up our harps.

He said, “You will exult no more.” O crushed virgin daughter of Sidon. Arise, cross over to Cyprus— even there you will have no rest.




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