I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.

我被人忘记，如同死人，无人记念；我好像破碎的器皿。

我被遗忘，如同死人，无人记念；我好像破碎的器皿。

我被遗忘，如同死人，无人记念；我好像破碎的器皿。

我就像已死之人，被人遗忘；又像破碎的陶器，被人丢弃。

我被人完全忘记，如同死了的人，我好像破碎的器皿，

我像死人那样从人心中被忘掉，我就像破碎的器皿；

我被人忘記，如同死人，無人記念；我好像破碎的器皿。

我被遺忘，如同死人，無人記念；我好像破碎的器皿。

我被遺忘，如同死人，無人記念；我好像破碎的器皿。

我就像已死之人，被人遺忘；又像破碎的陶器，被人丟棄。

我被人完全忘記，如同死了的人，我好像破碎的器皿，

我被忘記、出人心思之外、如同死人；我好像丟失的器皿。

我像死人那樣從人心中被忘掉，我就像破碎的器皿；

我被遺忘、如已死絕憶之人、如破壞之器兮、

彼視我猶死人兮、棄予若敝物兮、

我被人忘、不記念於心、猶如死亡之人、又如殘壞之器、

蒙辱因敵眾。無顏見比鄰。相知競迴避。有如眼中釘。

I am forgotten as though I were dead; I have become like broken pottery.

No one remembers me. I might as well be dead. I have become like broken pottery.

I have been forgotten like one who is dead; I have become like a broken vessel.

I am ignored as if I were dead, as if I were a broken pot.

I am forgotten: gone from memory like a dead person— like broken pottery.

I am forgotten like a dead person, out of mind; I am like a broken vessel.

I am forgotten like a dead man, out of mind; I am like a broken vessel.

I am forgotten: gone from memory like a dead person— like broken pottery.

I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.

I am forgotten, like a dead man no one thinks about; I am regarded as worthless, like a broken jar.

I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.

I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that hath no help,Cast off among the dead, Like the slain that lie in the grave, Whom thou rememberest no more, And they are cut off from thy hand.

And he shall break it as a potter’s vessel is broken, breaking it in pieces without sparing; so that there shall not be found among the pieces thereof a sherd wherewith to take fire from the hearth, or to dip up water out of the cistern.

and he shall rule them with a rod of iron, as the vessels of the potter are broken to shivers; as I also have received of my Father:

Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; Thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.

For I am become like a wine- skin in the smoke; Yet do I not forget thy statutes.

Or hath not the potter a right over the clay, from the same lump to make one part a vessel unto honor, and another unto dishonor?What if God, willing to show his wrath, and to make his power known, endured with much longsuffering vessels of wrath fitted unto destruction:

I said, I shall not see Jehovah, even Jehovah in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd’s tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.