Psalms 137:2 Cross References - WEB

² On the willows in that land, we hung up our harps.

² Give thanks to Yahweh with the lyre. Sing praises to him with the harp of ten strings.

² Raise a song, and bring here the tambourine, the pleasant lyre with the harp.

⁸ The mirth of tambourines ceases. The sound of those who rejoice ends. The joy of the harp ceases.

¹³ I will cause the noise of your songs to cease. The sound of your harps won’t be heard any more.

¹⁰ I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.

²² The voice of harpists, minstrels, flute players, and trumpeters will be heard no more at all in you. No craftsman, of whatever craft, will be found any more at all in you. The sound of a mill will be heard no more at all in you.