TSK · Isaiah 24:8

We hanged our harpes on the Salon trees: in the mydst of it.

And in that day shal Tyre be forgotten seuentie yeres, accordyng to the yeres of one king: & after the ende of the seuentie yeres shall Tyre sing as doth an harlot.

For thus saith the Lorde of hoastes the God of Israel: Beholde, I shall take away out of this place the voyce of mirth and gladnesse, the voyce of the bridegrome and of the bride, yea and that in your dayes, that ye may see it.

Thus will I cause the sounde of thy songues to ceasse, and the noyse of thy harpes shall no more be hearde.

Therfore nowe shall they go captiue with the first that go captiue, and the sorowe of them that stretched them selues is at hande.