There is an outcry in the streets for lack of wine; all joy has grown dark; the gladness of the earth is banished.

在街上因酒有悲叹的声音；一切喜乐变为昏暗；地上的欢乐归于无有。

有人在街上嚷着要酒喝，一切的喜乐变为昏暗，地上的欢乐全都消失。

有人在街上嚷着要酒喝，一切的喜乐变为昏暗，地上的欢乐全都消失。

人们因无酒而在街上喊叫；一切欢乐变作哀愁，地上喜乐不复存在。

有人在街上因无酒呼喊；一切喜乐都已过去，地上的喜乐都消逝了。

街上有为酒哭喊的声音；一切欢乐都已黯淡，地上的喜乐都已离去。

在街上因酒有悲歎的聲音；一切喜樂變為昏暗；地上的歡樂歸於無有。

有人在街上嚷着要酒喝，一切的喜樂變為昏暗，地上的歡樂全都消失。

有人在街上嚷着要酒喝，一切的喜樂變為昏暗，地上的歡樂全都消失。

人們因無酒而在街上喊叫；一切歡樂變作哀愁，地上喜樂不復存在。

有人在街上因無酒呼喊；一切喜樂都已過去，地上的喜樂都消逝了。

街上因無酒而有呼喊之聲；一切喜樂都已過去；地上的娛樂盡被擄掠。

街上有為酒哭喊的聲音；一切歡樂都已黯淡，地上的喜樂都已離去。

人因乏酒、號呼於衢、喜樂俱晦、境內之歡娛已杳、

歡樂變為憂戚、通衢之民號呼、欲飲酒以消愁、

人因乏酒、在通衢哀號、一切歡樂、盡歸無有、國中喜樂無存、

In the streets they cry out for wine; all joy turns to gloom, all joyful sounds are banished from the earth.

In the streets people will cry out for wine. All joy will turn into sadness. All joyful sounds will be driven out of the earth.

Mobs gather in the streets, crying out for wine. Joy has turned to gloom. Gladness has been banished from the land.

In the streets they cry for wine. All joy grows dark; earth’s rejoicing goes into exile.

There is an outcry in the streets concerning the wine; All joy turns to gloom. The joy of the earth is banished.

There is a cry for wine in the streets, All joy is darkened, The mirth of the land is gone.

There is a crying in the streets because of the wine; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.

In the streets they cry for wine. All joy grows dark; earth’s rejoicing goes into exile.

[ There is] a crying for wine in the streets; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.

They howl in the streets because of what happened to the wine; all joy turns to sorrow; celebrations disappear from the earth.

There is a crying in the streets because of the wine. All joy is darkened. The mirth of the land is gone.

“ But when the king came in to look at the guests, he saw there a man who had no wedding garment.And he said to him,‘ Friend, how did you get in here without a wedding garment?’ And he was speechless.Then the king said to the attendants,‘ Bind him hand and foot and cast him into the outer darkness. In that place there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.’

Alas for the day! For the day of the Lord is near, and as destruction from the Almighty it comes.

Give strong drink to the one who is perishing, and wine to those in bitter distress;

They do not cry to me from the heart, but they wail upon their beds; for grain and wine they gash themselves; they rebel against me.

The wine mourns, the vine languishes, all the merry-hearted sigh.The mirth of the tambourines is stilled, the noise of the jubilant has ceased, the mirth of the lyre is stilled.No more do they drink wine with singing; strong drink is bitter to those who drink it.

And joy and gladness are taken away from the fruitful field, and in the vineyards no songs are sung, no cheers are raised; no treader treads out wine in the presses; I have put an end to the shouting.

The old men have left the city gate, the young men their music.The joy of our hearts has ceased; our dancing has been turned to mourning.

But Abraham said,‘ Child, remember that you in your lifetime received your good things, and Lazarus in like manner bad things; but now he is comforted here, and you are in anguish.

Through the wrath of the Lord of hosts the land is scorched, and the people are like fuel for the fire; no one spares another.

Therefore thus says the Lord, the God of hosts, the Lord:“ In all the squares there shall be wailing, and in all the streets they shall say,‘ Alas! Alas!’ They shall call the farmers to mourning and to wailing those who are skilled in lamentation,and in all vineyards there shall be wailing, for I will pass through your midst,” says the Lord.Woe to you who desire the day of the Lord! Why would you have the day of the Lord? It is darkness, and not light,as if a man fled from a lion, and a bear met him, or went into the house and leaned his hand against the wall, and a serpent bit him.Is not the day of the Lord darkness, and not light, and gloom with no brightness in it?

for the soil of my people growing up in thorns and briers, yes, for all the joyous houses in the exultant city.

And they will look to the earth, but behold, distress and darkness, the gloom of anguish. And they will be thrust into thick darkness.

Gladness and joy have been taken away from the fruitful land of Moab; I have made the wine cease from the winepresses; no one treads them with shouts of joy; the shouting is not the shout of joy.