16 “Take a harp, go around the city, O forgotten prostitute.+ Do your best at playing on the strings; make your songs many, in order that you may be remembered.”

8 The exultation of the tambourines has ceased, the noise of the highly elated ones has discontinued, the exultation of the harp has ceased.+

22 And the sound of singers who accompany themselves on the harp and of musicians and of flutists and of trumpeters will never be heard in you again,+ and no craftsman of any trade* will ever be found in you again, and no sound of a millstone will ever be heard in you again,