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who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?

Then I will go to the altar of God, to God, my exceeding joy. I will praise you on the harp, God, my God.

With gladness and rejoicing they shall be led. They shall enter into the king’s palace.

The wilderness grasslands overflow. The hills are clothed with gladness.

Gladness is taken away, and joy out of the fruitful field; and in the vineyards there will be no singing, neither joyful noise. Nobody will tread out wine in the presses. I have made the shouting stop.

Gladness and joy is taken away from the fruitful field and from the land of Moab. I have caused wine to cease from the wine presses. No one will tread with shouting. The shouting will be no shouting.

Don’t rejoice, Israel, to jubilation like the nations; for you were unfaithful to your God. You love the wages of a prostitute at every grain threshing floor.

Isn’t the food cut off before our eyes; joy and gladness from the house of our God?