Praise him with the blast of the horn! Praise him with the lyre and the harp!

I said, “During the night I will remember the song I once sang; I will think very carefully.” I tried to make sense of what was happening. ¹ 

So my heart constantly sighs for Moab, like the strumming of a harp, ¹  my inner being sighs ²  for Kir Hareseth. ³ 

They sing ¹  to the tune of ²  stringed instruments; ³  like David they invent ⁴  musical instruments.