sharpened for slaughter, polished to flash like lightning!( Or shall we rejoice? You have despised the rod, my son, with everything of wood.)

磨快为要行杀戮，擦亮为要像闪电。我们岂可快乐吗？罚我子的杖藐视各树。

磨快为要大大杀戮，擦亮为要像闪电。我们岂能快乐呢？它藐视我儿的权杖和一切的木头。

磨快为要大大杀戮，擦亮为要像闪电。我们岂能快乐呢？它藐视我儿的权杖和一切的木头。

磨得锋利，为要杀戮，擦得亮如闪电。我们岂能因我儿的权杖而快乐？这刀鄙视一切权杖。

磨利，是为要大行杀戮，擦亮，是为要闪烁发光！我们怎能快乐呢？我的儿子藐视管教的杖和一切劝告（“劝告”原文作“木头”）。

磨快為要行殺戮，擦亮為要像閃電。我們豈可快樂嗎？罰我子的杖藐視各樹。

磨快為要大大殺戮，擦亮為要像閃電。我們豈能快樂呢？它藐視我兒的權杖和一切的木頭。

磨快為要大大殺戮，擦亮為要像閃電。我們豈能快樂呢？它藐視我兒的權杖和一切的木頭。

磨得鋒利，為要殺戮，擦得亮如閃電。我們豈能因我兒的權杖而快樂？這刀鄙視一切權杖。

磨利，是為要大行殺戮，擦亮，是為要閃爍發光！我們怎能快樂呢？我的兒子藐視管教的杖和一切勸告（“勸告”原文作“木頭”）。

磨快是要大行屠殺，擦亮是要它像閃電！我們哪裏可歡樂呢？我的兒子啊，有根權柄之杖藐視所有的樹呢！

其利便於行戮、磨光使若閃電、我儕其可喜樂乎、我子之杖、輕藐諸木、

鋒既利而行殺戮、光華閃爍、孰敢存喜樂之心哉、我民不畏杖箠、必擊以刃、

刃磨利以行殺戮、磨光以能閃爍、我儕豈可喜樂哉、其刃為罰我子民而備、因藐視杖責、

sharpened for the slaughter, polished to flash like lightning!“‘ Shall we rejoice in the scepter of my royal son? The sword despises every such stick.

It is sharpened to kill people. It flashes like lightning.” ’ ” The people say,“ Should we take delight in the scepter of the Lord’ s royal son? The sword looks down on every scepter like this.”

It is sharpened for terrible slaughter and polished to flash like lightning! Now will you laugh? Those far stronger than you have fallen beneath its power!

It is sharpened for slaughter, polished to flash like lightning! Should we rejoice? The scepter of my son, the sword despises every tree.

Sharpened to make a slaughter, Polished to flash like lightning!’ Or shall we rejoice, the rod of My son despising every tree?

Sharpened to make a dreadful slaughter, Polished to flash like lightning! Should we then make mirth? It despises the scepter of My Son, As it does all wood.

it is sharpened that it may make a slaughter; it is furbished that it may be as lightning: shall we then make mirth? the rod of my son, it contemneth every tree.

It is sharpened for slaughter, polished to flash like lightning! Should we rejoice? The scepter of My son, the sword despises every tree.

It is sharpened to make a sore slaughter; it is furbished that it may glitter: should we then make mirth? it contemneth the rod of my son,[ as] every tree.

It is sharpened for slaughter, it is polished to flash like lightning!“‘ Should we rejoice in the scepter of my son? No! The sword despises every tree!

It is sharpened that it may make a slaughter. It is polished that it may be as lightning. Should we then make mirth? The rod of my son condemns every tree.

The Lord is at your right hand; he will shatter kings on the day of his wrath.He will execute judgment among the nations, filling them with corpses; he will shatter chiefs over the wide earth.

Say to the forest of the Negeb, Hear the word of the Lord: Thus says the Lord God, Behold, I will kindle a fire in you, and it shall devour every green tree in you and every dry tree. The blazing flame shall not be quenched, and all faces from south to north shall be scorched by it.

He shall cry to me,‘ You are my Father, my God, and the Rock of my salvation.’And I will make him the firstborn, the highest of the kings of the earth.My steadfast love I will keep for him forever, and my covenant will stand firm for him.I will establish his offspring forever and his throne as the days of the heavens.If his children forsake my law and do not walk according to my rules,if they violate my statutes and do not keep my commandments,then I will punish their transgression with the rod and their iniquity with stripes,

And you, O profane wicked one, prince of Israel, whose day has come, the time of your final punishment,thus says the Lord God: Remove the turban and take off the crown. Things shall not remain as they are. Exalt that which is low, and bring low that which is exalted.A ruin, ruin, ruin I will make it. This also shall not be, until he comes, the one to whom judgment belongs, and I will give it to him.

“ But watch yourselves lest your hearts be weighed down with dissipation and drunkenness and cares of this life, and that day come upon you suddenly like a trap.For it will come upon all who dwell on the face of the whole earth.

The couriers went out hurriedly by order of the king, and the decree was issued in Susa the citadel. And the king and Haman sat down to drink, but the city of Susa was thrown into confusion.

I will tell of the decree: The Lord said to me,“ You are my Son; today I have begotten you.Ask of me, and I will make the nations your heritage, and the ends of the earth your possession.You shall break them with a rod of iron and dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.”

Its strong stems became rulers’ scepters; it towered aloft among the thick boughs; it was seen in its height with the mass of its branches.But the vine was plucked up in fury, cast down to the ground; the east wind dried up its fruit; they were stripped off and withered. As for its strong stem, fire consumed it.Now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.And fire has gone out from the stem of its shoots, has consumed its fruit, so that there remains in it no strong stem, no scepter for ruling. This is a lamentation and has become a lamentation.

But now you have cast off and rejected; you are full of wrath against your anointed.You have renounced the covenant with your servant; you have defiled his crown in the dust.You have breached all his walls; you have laid his strongholds in ruins.All who pass by plunder him; he has become the scorn of his neighbors.You have exalted the right hand of his foes; you have made all his enemies rejoice.You have also turned back the edge of his sword, and you have not made him stand in battle.You have made his splendor to cease and cast his throne to the ground.You have cut short the days of his youth; you have covered him with shame. Selah

Horsemen charging, flashing sword and glittering spear, hosts of slain, heaps of corpses, dead bodies without end— they stumble over the bodies!

For they are like entangled thorns, like drunkards as they drink; they are consumed like stubble fully dried.

I will be to him a father, and he shall be to me a son. When he commits iniquity, I will discipline him with the rod of men, with the stripes of the sons of men,

a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

O you who put far away the day of disaster and bring near the seat of violence?“ Woe to those who lie on beds of ivory and stretch themselves out on their couches, and eat lambs from the flock and calves from the midst of the stall,who sing idle songs to the sound of the harp and like David invent for themselves instruments of music,who drink wine in bowls and anoint themselves with the finest oils, but are not grieved over the ruin of Joseph!Therefore they shall now be the first of those who go into exile, and the revelry of those who stretch themselves out shall pass away.”

They have lyre and harp, tambourine and flute and wine at their feasts, but they do not regard the deeds of the Lord, or see the work of his hands.Therefore my people go into exile for lack of knowledge; their honored men go hungry, and their multitude is parched with thirst.Therefore Sheol has enlarged its appetite and opened its mouth beyond measure, and the nobility of Jerusalem and her multitude will go down, her revelers and he who exults in her.

The sun and moon stood still in their place at the light of your arrows as they sped, at the flash of your glittering spear.

In that day the Lord God of hosts called for weeping and mourning, for baldness and wearing sackcloth;and behold, joy and gladness, killing oxen and slaughtering sheep, eating flesh and drinking wine.“ Let us eat and drink, for tomorrow we die.”The Lord of hosts has revealed himself in my ears:“ Surely this iniquity will not be atoned for you until you die,” says the Lord God of hosts.

For my sword has drunk its fill in the heavens; behold, it descends for judgment upon Edom, upon the people I have devoted to destruction.The Lord has a sword; it is sated with blood; it is gorged with fat, with the blood of lambs and goats, with the fat of the kidneys of rams. For the Lord has a sacrifice in Bozrah, a great slaughter in the land of Edom.

Harness the horses; mount, O horsemen! Take your stations with your helmets, polish your spears, put on your armor!

and he will rule them with a rod of iron, as when earthen pots are broken in pieces, even as I myself have received authority from my Father.