逐节对照
- 新标点和合本 - “如今我的哀告还算为悖逆; 我的责罚比我的唉哼还重。
- 和合本2010(上帝版-简体) - “如今我的哀告还算为悖逆; 我虽唉哼,他的手仍然重重责罚我 。
- 和合本2010(神版-简体) - “如今我的哀告还算为悖逆; 我虽唉哼,他的手仍然重重责罚我 。
- 当代译本 - “我的哀诉至今充满苦楚, 祂的责罚使我呻吟不止。
- 圣经新译本 - “直到今日我还有苦情要申诉, 我虽然叹息,他的手仍然沉重。
- 现代标点和合本 - “如今我的哀告还算为悖逆, 我的责罚比我的唉哼还重。
- 和合本(拼音版) - “如今我的哀告还算为悖逆; 我的责罚比我的唉哼还重。
- New International Version - “Even today my complaint is bitter; his hand is heavy in spite of my groaning.
- New International Reader's Version - “Even today my problems are more than I can handle. In spite of my groans, God’s hand is heavy on me.
- English Standard Version - “Today also my complaint is bitter; my hand is heavy on account of my groaning.
- New Living Translation - “My complaint today is still a bitter one, and I try hard not to groan aloud.
- Christian Standard Bible - Today also my complaint is bitter. His hand is heavy despite my groaning.
- New American Standard Bible - “Even today my complaint is rebellion; His hand is heavy despite my groaning.
- New King James Version - “Even today my complaint is bitter; My hand is listless because of my groaning.
- Amplified Bible - “Even today my complaint is contentious; His hand is heavy despite my groaning.
- American Standard Version - Even to-day is my complaint rebellious: My stroke is heavier than my groaning.
- King James Version - Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
- New English Translation - “Even today my complaint is still bitter; his hand is heavy despite my groaning.
- World English Bible - “Even today my complaint is rebellious. His hand is heavy in spite of my groaning.
- 新標點和合本 - 如今我的哀告還算為悖逆; 我的責罰比我的唉哼還重。
- 和合本2010(上帝版-繁體) - 「如今我的哀告還算為悖逆; 我雖唉哼,他的手仍然重重責罰我 。
- 和合本2010(神版-繁體) - 「如今我的哀告還算為悖逆; 我雖唉哼,他的手仍然重重責罰我 。
- 當代譯本 - 「我的哀訴至今充滿苦楚, 祂的責罰使我呻吟不止。
- 聖經新譯本 - “直到今日我還有苦情要申訴, 我雖然歎息,他的手仍然沉重。
- 呂振中譯本 - 『就是今日我的哀怨還是沉痛 呢: 我雖哀聲嘆氣,他的 手仍重重責罰我。
- 現代標點和合本 - 「如今我的哀告還算為悖逆, 我的責罰比我的唉哼還重。
- 文理和合譯本 - 今我之愬、謂為悖逆、而所受之譴責、甚於我之呻吟、
- 文理委辦譯本 - 我心焦勞、大放厥詞、彼降重災、使我欷歔欲絕。
- 施約瑟淺文理新舊約聖經 - 我苦自訴、至今猶視為悖逆、 或作我辨白至今覺苦甚 我受之譴責、甚於我之歎息、
- Nueva Versión Internacional - «Mi queja sigue siendo amarga; gimo bajo el peso de su mano.
- 현대인의 성경 - “내가 오늘도 크게 원망하지 않을 수 없는 것은 내가 받는 벌이 너무 혹독하기 때문이다.
- Новый Русский Перевод - – Еще и сегодня горька моя жалоба; невзирая на мой стон, Его рука тяжела.
- Восточный перевод - – Всё ещё горька моя жалоба; невзирая на мой стон, Его рука тяжела.
- Восточный перевод, версия с «Аллахом» - – Всё ещё горька моя жалоба; невзирая на мой стон, Его рука тяжела.
- Восточный перевод, версия для Таджикистана - – Всё ещё горька моя жалоба; невзирая на мой стон, Его рука тяжела.
- La Bible du Semeur 2015 - Oui, maintenant encore, ╵ma plainte est faite de révolte : je fais tous mes efforts ╵pour étouffer mon cri .
- リビングバイブル - 「今日も私は、やり場のない不満に苦しんでいる。 間違いを犯したとしても、 いくら何でも罰がきびしすぎるのではないか。
- Nova Versão Internacional - “Até agora me queixo com amargura; a mão dele é pesada, a despeito de meu gemido.
- Hoffnung für alle - »Auch heute muss ich bitter klagen, schwer lastet Gottes Hand auf mir, ich kann nur noch stöhnen!
- Kinh Thánh Hiện Đại - “Đến nay tiếng tôi than vẫn đượm nhiều cay đắng, tay Chúa vẫn đè nặng trên tôi dù tôi rên rỉ.
- พระคริสตธรรมคัมภีร์ไทย ฉบับอมตธรรมร่วมสมัย - “คำร้องทุกข์ของข้าวันนี้ยังคงเป็นคำที่ขมขื่น พระหัตถ์ของพระองค์ ก็หนักหน่วงทั้งๆ ที่ ข้าร้องครวญคราง
- พระคัมภีร์ ฉบับแปลใหม่ - “วันนี้ฉันยังพร่ำบ่นด้วยความขมขื่น พระองค์ไม่หยุดลงโทษ แม้ฉันจะคร่ำครวญก็ตาม
交叉引用
- Psalms 32:4 - The pressure never let up; all the juices of my life dried up.
- Job 7:11 - “And so I’m not keeping one bit of this quiet, I’m laying it all out on the table; my complaining to high heaven is bitter, but honest. Are you going to put a muzzle on me, the way you quiet the sea and still the storm? If I say, ‘I’m going to bed, then I’ll feel better. A little nap will lift my spirits,’ You come and so scare me with nightmares and frighten me with ghosts That I’d rather strangle in the sheets than face this kind of life any longer. I hate this life! Who needs any more of this? Let me alone! There’s nothing to my life—it’s nothing but smoke.
- Psalms 77:2 - I found myself in trouble and went looking for my Lord; my life was an open wound that wouldn’t heal. When friends said, “Everything will turn out all right,” I didn’t believe a word they said. I remember God—and shake my head. I bow my head—then wring my hands. I’m awake all night—not a wink of sleep; I can’t even say what’s bothering me. I go over the days one by one, I ponder the years gone by. I strum my lute all through the night, wondering how to get my life together.
- Psalms 77:7 - Will the Lord walk off and leave us for good? Will he never smile again? Is his love worn threadbare? Has his salvation promise burned out? Has God forgotten his manners? Has he angrily stomped off and left us? “Just my luck,” I said. “The High God retires just the moment I need him.”
- Lamentations 3:19 - I’ll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness, the taste of ashes, the poison I’ve swallowed. I remember it all—oh, how well I remember— the feeling of hitting the bottom. But there’s one other thing I remember, and remembering, I keep a grip on hope:
- Job 10:1 - “I can’t stand my life—I hate it! I’m putting it all out on the table, all the bitterness of my life—I’m holding back nothing.”