Your heart will meditate on the terror. Where is he who counted? Where is he who weighed? Where is he who counted the towers?

你的心必思想那惊吓的事，自问说：“记数目的在哪里呢？平贡银的在哪里呢？数戍楼的在哪里呢？”

你的心必回想那些恐怖的事：“那数算的人在哪里？秤重的人在哪里？数点城楼的又在哪里呢？”

你的心必回想那些恐怖的事：“那数算的人在哪里？秤重的人在哪里？数点城楼的又在哪里呢？”

你们必想起以往可怕的情景，说：“登记人口的在哪里？收贡银的在哪里？数城楼的在哪里？”

你的心必默想已往的恐惧，说：“那记数目的在哪里？那称贡银的在哪里？那数点城楼的在哪里呢？”

你的心回想那些恐怖的事，就说：“记数的人在哪里？计量的人在哪里？数点塔楼的人又在哪里？”

你的心必思想那驚嚇的事，自問說：記數目的在哪裏呢？平貢銀的在哪裏呢？數戍樓的在哪裏呢？

你的心必回想那些恐怖的事：「那數算的人在哪裏？秤重的人在哪裏？數點城樓的又在哪裏呢？」

你的心必回想那些恐怖的事：「那數算的人在哪裏？秤重的人在哪裏？數點城樓的又在哪裏呢？」

你們必想起以往可怕的情景，說：「登記人口的在哪裡？收貢銀的在哪裡？數城樓的在哪裡？」

你的心必默想已往的恐懼，說：“那記數目的在哪裡？那稱貢銀的在哪裡？那數點城樓的在哪裡呢？”

你的心必回想已往的恐怖，說：『那記數目的在哪裏？那平貢銀的在哪裏？那數點譙樓的又在哪裏呢？』

你的心回想那些恐怖的事，就說：「記數的人在哪裡？計量的人在哪裡？數點塔樓的人又在哪裡？」

爾追憶已往之危懼、意謂會計者安在、權衡者安在、核計戍樓者安在、

頓忘昔日畏敵之心、自謂軍中繕寫、無庸也、筦庫無庸也、戍樓無庸也、

爾心追思已往之危、必自問曰、會計稅金者今安在、權衡貢物者今安在、指數樓臺樓臺或作戍樓者今安在、

In your thoughts you will ponder the former terror:“ Where is that chief officer? Where is the one who took the revenue? Where is the officer in charge of the towers?”

You will think about what used to terrify you. You will say to yourself,“ Where is that chief officer of Assyria? Where is the one who forced us to send gifts to his king? Where is the officer in charge of the towers that were used when we were attacked?”

Your heart will muse on the terror:“ Where is he who counted, where is he who weighed the tribute? Where is he who counted the towers?”

You will think back to this time of terror, asking,“ Where are the Assyrian officers who counted our towers? Where are the bookkeepers who recorded the plunder taken from our fallen city?”

Your mind will meditate on the past terror:“ Where is the accountant? Where is the tribute collector? Where is the one who spied out our defenses?”

Your heart will meditate on terror:“ Where is one who counts? Where is one who weighs? Where is one who counts the towers?”

Your heart will meditate on terror:“ Where is the scribe? Where is he who weighs? Where is he who counts the towers?”

Thy heart shall muse on the terror: Where is he that counted, where is he that weighed the tribute? where is he that counted the towers?

Your mind will meditate on the past terror:“ Where is the accountant? Where is the tribute collector? Where is the one who spied out our defenses?”

Thine heart shall meditate terror. Where[ is] the scribe? where[ is] the receiver? where[ is] he that counted the towers?

Your mind will recall the terror you experienced, and you will ask yourselves,“ Where is the scribe? Where is the one who weighs the money? Where is the one who counts the towers?”

Hezekiah king of Judah sent to the king of Assyria to Lachish, saying,“ I have offended you. Return from me. That which you put on me, I will bear.” The king of Assyria appointed to Hezekiah king of Judah three hundred talents of silver and thirty talents of gold.

Where is the wise? Where is the scribe? Where is the lawyer of this world? Hasn’t God made foolish the wisdom of this world?

As for me, I said in my haste,“ I am cut off from before your eyes.” Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.

Pul the king of Assyria came against the land, and Menahem gave Pul one thousand talents of silver, that his hand might be with him to confirm the kingdom in his hand.

The writing of Hezekiah king of Judah, when he had been sick, and had recovered of his sickness.I said,“ In the middle of my life I go into the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the residue of my years.”I said,“ I won’t see Yah, Yah in the land of the living. I will see man no more with the inhabitants of the world.My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security.”What will I say? He has both spoken to me, and himself has done it. I will walk carefully all my years because of the anguish of my soul.Lord, men live by these things; and my spirit finds life in all of them: you restore me, and cause me to live.Behold, for peace I had great anguish, but you have in love for my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption; for you have cast all my sins behind your back.For Sheol can’t praise you. Death can’t celebrate you. Those who go down into the pit can’t hope for your truth.The living, the living, he shall praise you, as I do today. The father shall make known your truth to the children.Yahweh will save me. Therefore we will sing my songs with stringed instruments all the days of our life in Yahweh’s house.Now Isaiah had said,“ Let them take a cake of figs, and lay it for a poultice on the boil, and he shall recover.”Hezekiah also had said,“ What is the sign that I will go up to Yahweh’s house?”

At evening, behold, terror! Before the morning, they are no more. This is the portion of those who plunder us, and the lot of those who rob us.

You, who have shown us many and bitter troubles, you will let me live. You will bring us up again from the depths of the earth.

David was greatly distressed; for the people spoke of stoning him, because the souls of all the people were grieved, every man for his sons and for his daughters; but David strengthened himself in Yahweh his God.

Blessed is your discretion, and blessed are you, who have kept me today from blood guiltiness, and from avenging myself with my own hand.For indeed, as Yahweh, the God of Israel, lives, who has withheld me from harming you, unless you had hurried and come to meet me, surely there wouldn’t have been left to Nabal by the morning light so much as one who urinates on a wall.”So David received from her hand that which she had brought him. Then he said to her,“ Go up in peace to your house. Behold, I have listened to your voice, and have granted your request.”Abigail came to Nabal; and behold, he held a feast in his house, like the feast of a king. Nabal’s heart was merry within him, for he was very drunk. Therefore she told him nothing until the morning light.

I will be glad and rejoice in your loving kindness, for you have seen my affliction. You have known my soul in adversities.You have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy. You have set my feet in a large place.

For we don’t desire to have you uninformed, brothers, concerning our affliction which happened to us in Asia, that we were weighed down exceedingly, beyond our power, so much that we despaired even of life.Yes, we ourselves have had the sentence of death within ourselves, that we should not trust in ourselves, but in God who raises the dead,who delivered us out of so great a death, and does deliver; on whom we have set our hope that he will also still deliver us;

Don’t listen to Hezekiah.’ For the king of Assyria says,‘ Make your peace with me, and come out to me; and everyone of you eat from his own vine, and everyone from his own fig tree, and everyone drink water from his own cistern;

Therefore the Lord, Yahweh of Armies, will send among his fat ones leanness; and under his glory a burning will be kindled like the burning of fire.The light of Israel will be for a fire, and his Holy One for a flame; and it will burn and devour his thorns and his briers in one day.He will consume the glory of his forest, and of his fruitful field, both soul and body. It will be as when a standard bearer faints.The remnant of the trees of his forest shall be few, so that a child could write their number.

persecutions, and sufferings: those things that happened to me at Antioch, Iconium, and Lystra. I endured those persecutions. The Lord delivered me out of them all.

Abraham listened to Ephron. Abraham weighed to Ephron the silver which he had named in the hearing of the children of Heth, four hundred shekels of silver, according to the current merchants’ standard.