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

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

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 counted among those going down to the Pit. I am like a man without strength,abandoned among the dead. I am like the slain lying in the grave, whom You no longer remember, and who are cut off from Your care.

Its collapse will be like the shattering of a potter’s jar, crushed to pieces, so that not even a fragment of pottery will be found among its shattered remains— no fragment large enough to take fire from a hearth or scoop water from a cistern.”

and he will shepherd, them with an iron scepter; he will shatter them like pottery,— just as I have received this from My Father.

You will break them with a rod of iron; You will shatter them like pottery.”

Though I have become like a wineskin dried by smoke, I do not forget Your statutes.

Or has the potter no right over the clay, to make from the same lump one piece of pottery for honor and another for dishonor?And what if God, desiring to display His wrath and to make His power known, endured with much patience objects of wrath ready for destruction?

I said: I will never see the Lord, the Lord in the land of the living; I will not look on humanity any longer with the inhabitants of what is passing away.My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver; He cuts me off from the loom. You make an end of me from day until night.