Is not the food cut off before our eyes, and joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Glory ye in his holy name: let the heart of them rejoice that seek the LORD.
Then will I go to the altar of God, to God, my exceeding joy: yes, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God.
Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
In that day shall he swear, saying, I will not be a healer; for in my house is neither bread nor clothing: make me not a ruler of the people.
Gird yourselves, and lament, ye priests: howl, ye ministers of the altar: come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God: for the meat-offering and the drink-offering is withheld from the house of your God.