Psalm 137:2

Upon the willows in the midst of it
We hung our harps.

Isaiah 24:8

The gaiety of tambourines ceases,
The noise of revelers stops,
The gaiety of the harp ceases.

Ezekiel 26:13

So I will silence the sound of your songs, and the sound of your harps will be heard no more.

Psalm 33:2

Give thanks to the Lord with the lyre;
Sing praises to Him with a harp of ten strings.

Psalm 81:2

Raise a song, strike the timbrel,
The sweet sounding lyre with the harp.

Amos 8:10

“Then I will turn your festivals into mourning
And all your songs into lamentation;
And I will bring sackcloth on everyone’s loins
And baldness on every head.
And I will make it like a time of mourning for an only son,
And the end of it will be like a bitter day.

Revelation 18:22

And the sound of harpists and musicians and flute-players and trumpeters will not be heard in you any longer; and no craftsman of any craft will be found in you any longer; and the sound of a mill will not be heard in you any longer;

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Summary

We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

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Bible References

We hanged

Psalm 33:2
Give thanks to the Lord with the lyre;
Sing praises to Him with a harp of ten strings.
Isaiah 24:8
The gaiety of tambourines ceases,
The noise of revelers stops,
The gaiety of the harp ceases.
Ezekiel 26:13
So I will silence the sound of your songs, and the sound of your harps will be heard no more.
Amos 8:10
“Then I will turn your festivals into mourning
And all your songs into lamentation;
And I will bring sackcloth on everyone’s loins
And baldness on every head.
And I will make it like a time of mourning for an only son,
And the end of it will be like a bitter day.
Revelation 18:22
And the sound of harpists and musicians and flute-players and trumpeters will not be heard in you any longer; and no craftsman of any craft will be found in you any longer; and the sound of a mill will not be heard in you any longer;

General references

Job 30:31
“Therefore my harp is turned to mourning,
And my flute to the sound of those who weep.