“ Lord, see my anguish! My heart is broken and my soul despairs, for I have rebelled against you. In the streets the sword kills, and at home there is only death.

耶和华啊，求你观看，因为我在急难中。我心肠扰乱；我心在我里面翻转，因我大大悖逆。在外，刀剑使人丧子；在家，犹如死亡。

耶和华啊，求你观看，因为我在急难中；我的心肠烦乱，我心在我里面翻转，因我大大背逆。在外，刀剑使人丧亡；在家，犹如死亡。

耶和华啊，求你观看，因为我在急难中；我的心肠烦乱，我心在我里面翻转，因我大大背逆。在外，刀剑使人丧亡；在家，犹如死亡。

“耶和华啊，看看我是多么痛苦！我的内脏搅动，我的心灵翻腾，因为我背叛了你。街上有屠杀，家中有死亡。

耶和华啊！你看，患难临到我！我的心肠激动，我的心在我里面翻转，因为我曾经非常悖逆。街上有刀剑使人丧子，屋里也有死亡。

耶和華啊，求你觀看，因為我在急難中。我心腸擾亂；我心在我裏面翻轉，因我大大悖逆。在外，刀劍使人喪子；在家，猶如死亡。

耶和華啊，求你觀看，因為我在急難中；我的心腸煩亂，我心在我裏面翻轉，因我大大背逆。在外，刀劍使人喪亡；在家，猶如死亡。

耶和華啊，求你觀看，因為我在急難中；我的心腸煩亂，我心在我裏面翻轉，因我大大背逆。在外，刀劍使人喪亡；在家，猶如死亡。

「耶和華啊，看看我是多麼痛苦！我的內臟攪動，我的心靈翻騰，因為我背叛了你。街上有屠殺，家中有死亡。

耶和華啊！你看，患難臨到我！我的心腸激動，我的心在我裡面翻轉，因為我曾經非常悖逆。街上有刀劍使人喪子，屋裡也有死亡。

『永恆主啊，看我有多大患難哦！我的心腸沸騰着；我心裏翻轉着；因為我大大悖逆：外頭有刀劍使人喪子，家裏則如死亡。

耶和華歟、請爾垂顧、我遭苦難、中心慘怛兮、叛逆維甚、衷懷反仄兮、在外喪於鋒刃、居家有若死亡兮、

我蹈重愆、外遭殺戮、內則死亡兮、予也懷憂特甚、中心慘怛、望耶和華眷顧兮。

我遭患難、求主眷顧、我腸焦枯、我腸焦枯或作中心慘慘我心顛倒、顛倒或作翻動皆因悖逆主、在外外或作街有鋒刃殺戮、在內內或作家亦若死亡、亦若死亡或作有疫癘

“ See, Lord, how distressed I am! I am in torment within, and in my heart I am disturbed, for I have been most rebellious. Outside, the sword bereaves; inside, there is only death.

“ Lord, see how upset I am! I am suffering deep down inside. My heart is troubled. Again and again I have refused to obey you. Outside the city, people are being killed by swords. Inside, there is nothing but death.

“ Look, O Lord, for I am in distress; my stomach churns; my heart is wrung within me, because I have been very rebellious. In the street the sword bereaves; in the house it is like death.

LORD, see how I am in distress. I am churning within; my heart is broken, for I have been very rebellious. Outside, the sword takes the children; inside, there is death.

See, Lord, for I am in distress; My spirit is greatly troubled; My heart is overturned within me, For I have been very rebellious. In the street the sword has made women childless; In the house it is like death.

“ See, O Lord, that I am in distress; My soul is troubled; My heart is overturned within me, For I have been very rebellious. Outside the sword bereaves, At home it is like death.

Behold, O Jehovah; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.

Lord, see how I am in distress. I am churning within; my heart is broken, for I have been very rebellious. Outside, the sword takes the children; inside, there is death.

Behold, O LORD; for I[ am] in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home[ there is] as death.

Look, O Lord! I am distressed; my stomach is in knots! My heart is pounding inside me. Yes, I was terribly rebellious! Out in the street the sword bereaves a mother of her children; Inside the house death is present.ש( Sin/ Shin)

“ Look, Yahweh; for I am in distress. My heart is troubled. My heart turns over within me, for I have grievously rebelled. Abroad, the sword bereaves. At home, it is like death.

I have cried until the tears no longer come; my heart is broken. My spirit is poured out in agony as I see the desperate plight of my people. Little children and tiny babies are fainting and dying in the streets.

Outside, the sword will bring death, and inside, terror will strike both young men and young women, both infants and the aged.

There is war outside the city and disease and famine within. Those outside the city walls will be killed by enemy swords. Those inside the city will die of famine and disease.

My heart’s cry for Moab is like a lament on a harp. I am filled with anguish for Kir hareseth.

My heart is troubled and restless. Days of suffering torment me.

My heart, my heart— I writhe in pain! My heart pounds within me! I cannot be still. For I have heard the blast of enemy trumpets and the roar of their battle cries.

Those killed by the sword are better off than those who die of hunger. Starving, they waste away for lack of food from the fields.Tenderhearted women have cooked their own children. They have eaten them to survive the siege.

I trembled inside when I heard this; my lips quivered with fear. My legs gave way beneath me, and I shook in terror. I will wait quietly for the coming day when disaster will strike the people who invade us.

He will declare to his friends,‘ I sinned and twisted the truth, but it was not worth it.

And yet you say,‘ I have done nothing wrong. Surely God isn’t angry with me!’ But now I will punish you severely because you claim you have not sinned.

For death has crept in through our windows and has entered our mansions. It has killed off the flower of our youth: Children no longer play in the streets, and young men no longer gather in the squares.This is what the Lord says:“ Bodies will be scattered across the fields like clumps of manure, like bundles of grain after the harvest. No one will be left to bury them.”

Only acknowledge your guilt. Admit that you rebelled against the Lord your God and committed adultery against him by worshiping idols under every green tree. Confess that you refused to listen to my voice. I, the Lord, have spoken!

“ The Lord is right,” Jerusalem says,“ for I rebelled against him. Listen, people everywhere; look upon my anguish and despair, for my sons and daughters have been taken captive to distant lands.

But in that land of exile, they might turn to you in repentance and pray,‘ We have sinned, done evil, and acted wickedly.’If they turn to you with their whole heart and soul in the land of their enemies and pray toward the land you gave to their ancestors— toward this city you have chosen, and toward this Temple I have built to honor your name—then hear their prayers and their petition from heaven where you live, and uphold their cause.Forgive your people who have sinned against you. Forgive all the offenses they have committed against you. Make their captors merciful to them,

My life is poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax, melting within me.

Delirious, I chattered like a swallow or a crane, and then I moaned like a mourning dove. My eyes grew tired of looking to heaven for help. I am in trouble, Lord. Help me!”

“ Oh, how can I give you up, Israel? How can I let you go? How can I destroy you like Admah or demolish you like Zeboiim? My heart is torn within me, and my compassion overflows.

I will go home to my father and say,“ Father, I have sinned against both heaven and you,and I am no longer worthy of being called your son. Please take me on as a hired servant.”’

She defiled herself with immorality and gave no thought to her future. Now she lies in the gutter with no one to lift her out.“ Lord, see my misery,” she cries.“ The enemy has triumphed.”

“ But at last my people will confess their sins and the sins of their ancestors for betraying me and being hostile toward me.When I have turned their hostility back on them and brought them to the land of their enemies, then at last their stubborn hearts will be humbled, and they will pay for their sins.Then I will remember my covenant with Jacob and my covenant with Isaac and my covenant with Abraham, and I will remember the land.

People who conceal their sins will not prosper, but if they confess and turn from them, they will receive mercy.

“ Is not Israel still my son, my darling child?” says the Lord.“ I often have to punish him, but I still love him. That’s why I long for him and surely will have mercy on him.

For I recognize my rebellion; it haunts me day and night.Against you, and you alone, have I sinned; I have done what is evil in your sight. You will be proved right in what you say, and your judgment against me is just.

“ But the tax collector stood at a distance and dared not even lift his eyes to heaven as he prayed. Instead, he beat his chest in sorrow, saying,‘ O God, be merciful to me, for I am a sinner.’I tell you, this sinner, not the Pharisee, returned home justified before God. For those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted.”

If I go out into the fields, I see the bodies of people slaughtered by the enemy. If I walk the city streets, I see people who have died of starvation. The prophets and priests continue with their work, but they don’t know what they’re doing.”

Her people groan as they search for bread. They have sold their treasures for food to stay alive.“ O Lord, look,” she mourns,“ and see how I am despised.

My heart moans like a flute for Moab and Kir hareseth, for all their wealth has disappeared.