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Job 30:31 - Revised Standard Version

My lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

My harp also is turned to mourning, And my organ into the voice of them that weep.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Therefore my lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.

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American Standard Version (1901)

Therefore is my harp turned to mourning, And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.

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Common English Bible

My lyre is for mourning, my flute, a weeping sound.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

My harp has been turned into mourning, and my pipes have been turned into a voice of weeping.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

My harp is turned to mourning: and my organ into the voice of those that weep.

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Job 30:31
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I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.


a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;


My mind reels, horror has appalled me; the twilight I longed for has been turned for me into trembling.


In that day the Lord God of hosts called to weeping and mourning, to baldness and girding with sackcloth;


The joy of our hearts has ceased; our dancing has been turned to mourning.


Then the king went to his palace, and spent the night fasting; no diversions were brought to him, and sleep fled from him.


I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; I will bring sackcloth upon all loins, 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.