They will raise their voice and cry bitterly over you; they will sprinkle dust on their heads and roll in ashes.

他们必为你放声痛哭，把尘土撒在头上，在灰中打滚；

他们必为你放声痛哭，撒尘土于头上，在灰中打滚；

他们必为你放声痛哭，撒尘土于头上，在灰中打滚；

为你放声痛哭，把尘埃撒在头上，在灰中打滚，

他们必为你放声痛哭，把尘土撒在自己的头上，在灰中打滚。

他們必為你放聲痛哭，把塵土撒在頭上，在灰中打滾；

他們必為你放聲痛哭，撒塵土於頭上，在灰中打滾；

他們必為你放聲痛哭，撒塵土於頭上，在灰中打滾；

為你放聲痛哭，把塵埃撒在頭上，在灰中打滾，

他們必為你放聲痛哭，把塵土撒在自己的頭上，在灰中打滾。

他們必為你而放聲，而痛哭，把塵土撒在頭上，在灰塵中打滾；

為爾痛哭、其聲遠聞、蒙塵於首、輾轉於灰、

無不痛哭、其聲甚慘、蒙灰於首、坐於塗炭。

俱因爾大聲痛哭、蒙塵於首、輾轉於灰中、

They will raise their voices. They will cry bitterly over you. They will sprinkle dust on their heads. They will roll in ashes.

and shout aloud over you and cry out bitterly. They cast dust on their heads and wallow in ashes;

They cry aloud over you and weep bitterly. They throw dust on their heads and roll in ashes.

Because of you, they raise their voices and cry out bitterly. They throw dust on their heads; they roll in ashes.

And they will make their voice heard over you And cry out bitterly. They will throw dust on their heads, They will wallow in ashes.

They will make their voice heard because of you; They will cry bitterly and cast dust on their heads; They will roll about in ashes;

and shall cause their voice to be heard over thee, and shall cry bitterly, and shall cast up dust upon their heads; they shall wallow themselves in the ashes:

They raise their voices over you and cry out bitterly. They throw dust on their heads; they roll in ashes.

And shall cause their voice to be heard against thee, and shall cry bitterly, and shall cast up dust upon their heads, they shall wallow themselves in the ashes:

They will lament loudly over you and cry bitterly. They will throw dust on their heads and roll in the ashes;

and will cause their voice to be heard over you, and will cry bitterly. They will cast up dust on their heads. They will wallow in the ashes.

Put on sackcloth, my people, and roll in ashes; mourn with bitter wailing as for an only son, for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.

The elders of Daughter Zion sit on the ground in silence; they have sprinkled dust on their heads and put on sackcloth. The young women of Jerusalem have bowed their heads to the ground.

On the third day a man arrived from Saul’s camp with his clothes torn and dust on his head. When he came to David, he fell to the ground to pay him honor.

When Jonah’s warning reached the king of Nineveh, he rose from his throne, took off his royal robes, covered himself with sackcloth and sat down in the dust.

A prophecy against Tyre: Wail, you ships of Tarshish! For Tyre is destroyed and left without house or harbor. From the land of Cyprus word has come to them.Be silent, you people of the island and you merchants of Sidon, whom the seafarers have enriched.On the great waters came the grain of the Shihor; the harvest of the Nile was the revenue of Tyre, and she became the marketplace of the nations.Be ashamed, Sidon, and you fortress of the sea, for the sea has spoken:“ I have neither been in labor nor given birth; I have neither reared sons nor brought up daughters.”When word comes to Egypt, they will be in anguish at the report from Tyre.Cross over to Tarshish; wail, you people of the island.

Then they will take up a lament concerning you and say to you:“‘ How you are destroyed, city of renown, peopled by men of the sea! You were a power on the seas, you and your citizens; you put your terror on all who lived there.

That same day a Benjamite ran from the battle line and went to Shiloh with his clothes torn and dust on his head.

They will shave their heads because of you and will put on sackcloth. They will weep over you with anguish of soul and with bitter mourning.As they wail and mourn over you, they will take up a lament concerning you:“ Who was ever silenced like Tyre, surrounded by the sea?”

“ When the kings of the earth who committed adultery with her and shared her luxury see the smoke of her burning, they will weep and mourn over her.Terrified at her torment, they will stand far off and cry:“‘ Woe! Woe to you, great city, you mighty city of Babylon! In one hour your doom has come!’“ The merchants of the earth will weep and mourn over her because no one buys their cargoes anymore—cargoes of gold, silver, precious stones and pearls; fine linen, purple, silk and scarlet cloth; every sort of citron wood, and articles of every kind made of ivory, costly wood, bronze, iron and marble;cargoes of cinnamon and spice, of incense, myrrh and frankincense, of wine and olive oil, of fine flour and wheat; cattle and sheep; horses and carriages; and human beings sold as slaves.“ They will say,‘ The fruit you longed for is gone from you. All your luxury and splendor have vanished, never to be recovered.’The merchants who sold these things and gained their wealth from her will stand far off, terrified at her torment. They will weep and mournand cry out:“‘ Woe! Woe to you, great city, dressed in fine linen, purple and scarlet, and glittering with gold, precious stones and pearls!In one hour such great wealth has been brought to ruin!’“ Every sea captain, and all who travel by ship, the sailors, and all who earn their living from the sea, will stand far off.When they see the smoke of her burning, they will exclaim,‘ Was there ever a city like this great city?’They will throw dust on their heads, and with weeping and mourning cry out:“‘ Woe! Woe to you, great city, where all who had ships on the sea became rich through her wealth! In one hour she has been brought to ruin!’

When Mordecai learned of all that had been done, he tore his clothes, put on sackcloth and ashes, and went out into the city, wailing loudly and bitterly.But he went only as far as the king’s gate, because no one clothed in sackcloth was allowed to enter it.In every province to which the edict and order of the king came, there was great mourning among the Jews, with fasting, weeping and wailing. Many lay in sackcloth and ashes.When Esther’s eunuchs and female attendants came and told her about Mordecai, she was in great distress. She sent clothes for him to put on instead of his sackcloth, but he would not accept them.

When they saw him from a distance, they could hardly recognize him; they began to weep aloud, and they tore their robes and sprinkled dust on their heads.

Then Job took a piece of broken pottery and scraped himself with it as he sat among the ashes.

Tell it not in Gath; weep not at all. In Beth Ophrah roll in the dust.

Therefore I despise myself and repent in dust and ashes.”

Weep and wail, you shepherds; roll in the dust, you leaders of the flock. For your time to be slaughtered has come; you will fall like the best of the rams.