A voice said,“ Shout!” I asked,“ What should I shout?”“ Shout that people are like the grass. Their beauty fades as quickly as the flowers in a field.

有人声说：“你喊叫吧！”有一个说：“我喊叫什么呢？”说：“凡有血气的尽都如草；他的美容都像野地的花。

有声音说：“你喊叫吧！”我说：“我喊叫什么呢？”凡有血肉之躯的尽都如草，他的一切荣美像野地的花。

有声音说：“你喊叫吧！”我说：“我喊叫什么呢？”凡有血肉之躯的尽都如草，他的一切荣美像野地的花。

有声音说：“呼喊吧！”我问道：“我呼喊什么呢？”那声音说：“芸芸众生尽如草，荣华富贵像野地的花。

有声音说：“你呼喊吧！”他问（“他问”或参照《死海古卷》和《七十士译本》翻译为“我说”）：“我呼喊什么呢？”“所有的人尽都如草；他们的荣美都像野地的花。

有声音说：“呼喊吧！”我就问：“我呼喊什么呢？”凡有血肉的都像草，他们一切的荣美就像野地的花。

有人聲說：你喊叫吧！有一個說：我喊叫甚麼呢？說：凡有血氣的盡都如草；他的美容都像野地的花。

有聲音說：「你喊叫吧！」我說：「我喊叫甚麼呢？」凡有血肉之軀的盡都如草，他的一切榮美像野地的花。

有聲音說：「你喊叫吧！」我說：「我喊叫甚麼呢？」凡有血肉之軀的盡都如草，他的一切榮美像野地的花。

有聲音說：「呼喊吧！」我問道：「我呼喊什麼呢？」那聲音說：「芸芸眾生盡如草，榮華富貴像野地的花。

有聲音說：“你呼喊吧！”他問（“他問”或參照《死海古卷》和《七十士譯本》翻譯為“我說”）：“我呼喊甚麼呢？”“所有的人盡都如草；他們的榮美都像野地的花。

有個聲音說：『你喊叫吧！』就有一個說：『我喊叫甚麼？』血肉之人盡都如草，他的美麗都像野地之花。

有聲音說：「呼喊吧！」我就問：「我呼喊什麼呢？」凡有血肉的都像草，他們一切的榮美就像野地的花。

有聲曰、當號呼、曰、我呼云何、曰、凡有血氣者如草、其美容如田野之花、

有聲告我曰、爾當號呼、我曰、呼當若何、曰、庶民惟草、其榮如花、

有聲曰、爾當宣告、問曰、我當何所宣告、曰、凡有血氣者如草、其榮如田野之花、

A voice says,“ Cry out.” And I said,“ What shall I cry?”“ All people are like grass, and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.

Another messenger says,“ Cry out.” And I said,“ What should I cry?”“ Cry out,‘ All people are like grass. They don’t stay faithful to me any longer than wildflowers last.

A voice says,“ Cry!” And I said,“ What shall I cry?” All flesh is grass, and all its beauty is like the flower of the field.

A voice was saying,“ Cry out!” Another said,“ What should I cry out?”“ All humanity is grass, and all its goodness is like the flower of the field.

A voice says,“ Call out.” Then he answered,“ What shall I call out?” All flesh is grass, and all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.

The voice said,“ Cry out!” And he said,“ What shall I cry?”“ All flesh is grass, And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.

The voice of one saying, Cry. And one said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field.

A voice was saying,“ Cry out!” Another said,“ What should I cry out?”“ All humanity is grass, and all its goodness is like the flower of the field.

The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh[ is] grass, and all the goodliness thereof[ is] as the flower of the field:

A voice says,“ Cry out!” Another asks,“ What should I cry out?” The first voice responds:“ All people are like grass, and all their promises are like the flowers in the field.

The voice of one saying,“ Cry!” One said,“ What shall I cry?”“ All flesh is like grass, and all its glory is like the flower of the field.

As the Scriptures say,“ People are like grass; their beauty is like a flower in the field. The grass withers and the flower fades.But the word of the Lord remains forever.” And that word is the Good News that was preached to you.

Our days on earth are like grass; like wildflowers, we bloom and die.The wind blows, and we are gone— as though we had never been here.

My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows. I am withering away like grass.

And those who are rich should boast that God has humbled them. They will fade away like a little flower in the field.The hot sun rises and the grass withers; the little flower droops and falls, and its beauty fades away. In the same way, the rich will fade away with all of their achievements.

We blossom like a flower and then wither. Like a passing shadow, we quickly disappear.

Though the wicked sprout like weeds and evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.

“ Shout with the voice of a trumpet blast. Shout aloud! Don’t be timid. Tell my people Israel of their sins!

You sweep people away like dreams that disappear. They are like grass that springs up in the morning.In the morning it blooms and flourishes, but by evening it is dry and withered.

The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is upon me, for the Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the poor. He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted and to proclaim that captives will be released and prisoners will be freed.He has sent me to tell those who mourn that the time of the Lord’s favor has come, and with it, the day of God’s anger against their enemies.

Let all the people of Jerusalem shout his praise with joy! For great is the Holy One of Israel who lives among you.”

The day will come when watchmen will shout from the hill country of Ephraim,‘ Come, let us go up to Jerusalem to worship the Lord our God.’”

That is why their people have so little power and are so frightened and confused. They are as weak as grass, as easily trampled as tender green shoots. They are like grass sprouting on a housetop, scorched before it can grow lush and tall.

Listen! It’s the voice of someone shouting,“ Clear the way through the wilderness for the Lord! Make a straight highway through the wasteland for our God!

“ Go and shout this message to Jerusalem. This is what the Lord says:“ I remember how eager you were to please me as a young bride long ago, how you loved me and followed me even through the barren wilderness.

“ Sound the alarm in Gibeah! Blow the trumpet in Ramah! Raise the battle cry in Beth aven! Lead on into battle, O warriors of Benjamin!