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.

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

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;

Daughter of my people, clothe yourself with sackcloth, and wallow in ashes! Mourn, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation, for the destroyer will suddenly come on us.

The elders of the daughter of Zion sit on the ground. They keep silence. They have cast up dust on their heads. They have clothed themselves with sackcloth. The virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.

on the third day, behold, a man came out of the camp from Saul, with his clothes torn, and earth on his head. When he came to David, he fell to the earth, and showed respect.

The news reached the king of Nineveh, and he arose from his throne, and took off his royal robe, covered himself with sackcloth, and sat in ashes.

The burden of Tyre. Howl, you ships of Tarshish! For it is laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in. From the land of Kittim it is revealed to them.Be still, you inhabitants of the coast, you whom the merchants of Sidon that pass over the sea, have replenished.On great waters, the seed of the Shihor, the harvest of the Nile, was her revenue. She was the market of nations.Be ashamed, Sidon; for the sea has spoken, the stronghold of the sea, saying,“ I have not travailed, nor given birth, neither have I nourished young men, nor brought up virgins.”When the report comes to Egypt, they will be in anguish at the report of Tyre.Pass over to Tarshish! Wail, you inhabitants of the coast!

They will take up a lamentation over you, and tell you,“ How you are destroyed, who were inhabited by seafaring men, the renowned city, who was strong in the sea, she and her inhabitants, who caused their terror to be on all who lived there!”

A man of Benjamin ran out of the army and came to Shiloh the same day, with his clothes torn and with dirt on his head.

They will make themselves bald for you, and clothe themselves with sackcloth. They will weep for you in bitterness of soul, with bitter mourning.In their wailing they will take up a lamentation for you, and lament over you, saying,‘ Who is there like Tyre, like her who is brought to silence in the middle of the sea?’

The kings of the earth who committed sexual immorality and lived wantonly with her will weep and wail over her, when they look at the smoke of her burning,standing far away for the fear of her torment, saying,‘ Woe, woe, the great city, Babylon, the strong city! For your judgment has come in one hour.’The merchants of the earth weep and mourn over her, for no one buys their merchandise any more:merchandise of gold, silver, precious stones, pearls, fine linen, purple, silk, scarlet, all expensive wood, every vessel of ivory, every vessel made of most precious wood, and of brass, and iron, and marble;and cinnamon, incense, perfume, frankincense, wine, olive oil, fine flour, wheat, sheep, horses, chariots, and people’s bodies and souls.The fruits which your soul lusted after have been lost to you. All things that were dainty and sumptuous have perished from you, and you will find them no more at all.The merchants of these things, who were made rich by her, will stand far away for the fear of her torment, weeping and mourning,saying,‘ Woe, woe, the great city, she who was dressed in fine linen, purple, and scarlet, and decked with gold and precious stones and pearls!For in an hour such great riches are made desolate.’ Every ship master, and everyone who sails anywhere, and mariners, and as many as gain their living by sea, stood far away,and cried out as they looked at the smoke of her burning, saying,‘ What is like the great city?’They cast dust on their heads, and cried, weeping and mourning, saying,‘ Woe, woe, the great city, in which all who had their ships in the sea were made rich by reason of her great wealth!’ For she is made desolate in one hour.

Now when Mordecai found out all that was done, Mordecai tore his clothes, and put on sackcloth with ashes, and went out into the middle of the city, and wailed loudly and bitterly.He came even before the king’s gate, for no one is allowed inside the king’s gate clothed with sackcloth.In every province, wherever the king’s commandment and his decree came, there was great mourning among the Jews, and fasting, and weeping, and wailing; and many lay in sackcloth and ashes.Esther’s maidens and her eunuchs came and told her this, and the queen was exceedingly grieved. She sent clothing to Mordecai, to replace his sackcloth; but he didn’t receive it.

When they lifted up their eyes from a distance, and didn’t recognize him, they raised their voices, and wept; and they each tore his robe, and sprinkled dust on their heads toward the sky.

He took for himself a potsherd to scrape himself with, and he sat among the ashes.

Don’t tell it in Gath. Don’t weep at all. At Beth Ophrah I have rolled myself in the dust.

Therefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes.”

Wail, you shepherds, and cry. Wallow in dust, you leader of the flock; for the days of your slaughter and of your dispersions have fully come, and you will fall like fine pottery.