you town so full of commotion, you city of tumult and revelry? Your slain were not killed by the sword, nor did they die in battle.

你这满处呐喊、大有喧哗的城，欢乐的邑啊，你中间被杀的并不是被刀杀，也不是因打仗死亡。

你这四处呐喊、大声喧哗的城、欢乐的邑啊，你被杀的并非被刀所杀，也不是因打仗阵亡。

你这四处呐喊、大声喧哗的城、欢乐的邑啊，你被杀的并非被刀所杀，也不是因打仗阵亡。

你们这座充满喧闹、骚动和欢乐的城啊，你们中间被杀的人既非丧身刀下，也非死于战场。

你这充满喧哗，繁嚣、欢乐的城市啊！你们中间被杀的，并不是被刀剑所杀，也不是在战场上阵亡。

你这充满叫嚷的喧闹之城、欢腾之邑啊！你当中被杀的人，却不是被刀所杀，也不是死于战场。

你這滿處吶喊、大有喧嘩的城，歡樂的邑啊，你中間被殺的並不是被刀殺，也不是因打仗死亡。

你這四處吶喊、大聲喧嘩的城、歡樂的邑啊，你被殺的並非被刀所殺，也不是因打仗陣亡。

你這四處吶喊、大聲喧嘩的城、歡樂的邑啊，你被殺的並非被刀所殺，也不是因打仗陣亡。

你們這座充滿喧鬧、騷動和歡樂的城啊，你們中間被殺的人既非喪身刀下，也非死於戰場。

你這充滿喧嘩，繁囂、歡樂的城市啊！你們中間被殺的，並不是被刀劍所殺，也不是在戰場上陣亡。

你這充滿喧嘩、騷嚷之城，歡躍之都市啊？你中間被刺死的、並不是被刀刺死，也不是戰場上死的。

你這充滿叫嚷的喧鬧之城、歡騰之邑啊！你當中被殺的人，卻不是被刀所殺，也不是死於戰場。

充以呼號擾攘之邑、歡樂之城、爾之見殺者、非戮於鋒刃、非亡於戰陳、

維爾邑眾、昔則歡然以喜樂、今則譁然而鼓譟、雖無戰鬥、戈兵已被殺戮、

諠譁鼓躁之城、歡樂之邑、爾中被殺者、並非刀殺、亦非死於戰、

Why is your town so full of noise? Why is your city so full of the sound of wild parties? Those among you who died weren’t killed by swords. They didn’t die in battle.

you who are full of shoutings, tumultuous city, exultant town? Your slain are not slain with the sword or dead in battle.

The whole city is in a terrible uproar. What do I see in this reveling city? Bodies are lying everywhere, killed not in battle but by famine and disease.

The noisy city, the jubilant town, is filled with celebration. Your dead did not die by the sword; they were not killed in battle.

You who were full of noise, You tumultuous town, you jubilant city; Your dead were not killed with the sword, Nor did they die in battle.

You who are full of noise, A tumultuous city, a joyous city? Your slain men are not slain with the sword, Nor dead in battle.

O thou that art full of shoutings, a tumultuous city, a joyous town; thy slain are not slain with the sword, neither are they dead in battle.

The noisy city, the jubilant town, is filled with revelry. Your dead did not die by the sword; they were not killed in battle.

Thou that art full of stirs, a tumultuous city, a joyous city: thy slain[ men are] not slain with the sword, nor dead in battle.

The noisy city is full of raucous sounds; the town is filled with revelry. Your slain were not cut down by the sword; they did not die in battle.

You that are full of shouting, a tumultuous city, a joyous town; your slain are not slain with the sword, neither are they dead in battle.

and for the land of my people, a land overgrown with thorns and briers— yes, mourn for all houses of merriment and for this city of revelry.

Is this your city of revelry, the old, old city, whose feet have taken her to settle in far-off lands?

If I go into the country, I see those slain by the sword; if I go into the city, I see the ravages of famine. Both prophet and priest have gone to a land they know not.’”

“ Look, Lord, and consider: Whom have you ever treated like this? Should women eat their offspring, the children they have cared for? Should priest and prophet be killed in the sanctuary of the Lord?

“ Therefore this is what the Lord says concerning the king of Assyria:“ He will not enter this city or shoot an arrow here. He will not come before it with shield or build a siege ramp against it.

Those killed by the sword are better off than those who die of famine; racked with hunger, they waste away for lack of food from the field.With their own hands compassionate women have cooked their own children, who became their food when my people were destroyed.

The Lord, the Lord Almighty, called you on that day to weep and to wail, to tear out your hair and put on sackcloth.But see, there is joy and revelry, slaughtering of cattle and killing of sheep, eating of meat and drinking of wine!“ Let us eat and drink,” you say,“ for tomorrow we die!”

You put off the day of disaster and bring near a reign of terror.You lie on beds adorned with ivory and lounge on your couches. You dine on choice lambs and fattened calves.You strum away on your harps like David and improvise on musical instruments.You drink wine by the bowlful and use the finest lotions, but you do not grieve over the ruin of Joseph.

Then the angel of the Lord went out and put to death a hundred and eighty- five thousand in the Assyrian camp. When the people got up the next morning— there were all the dead bodies!

By the ninth day of the fourth month the famine in the city had become so severe that there was no food for the people to eat.

“ This is what the Lord says:‘ Whoever stays in this city will die by the sword, famine or plague, but whoever goes over to the Babylonians will live. They will escape with their lives; they will live.’