Your mind will meditate on the past terror:“ Where is the accountant? Where is the tribute collector? Where is the one who spied out our defenses?”

你的心必思想那惊吓的事，自问说：“记数目的在哪里呢？平贡银的在哪里呢？数戍楼的在哪里呢？”

你的心必回想那些恐怖的事：“那数算的人在哪里？秤重的人在哪里？数点城楼的又在哪里呢？”

你的心必回想那些恐怖的事：“那数算的人在哪里？秤重的人在哪里？数点城楼的又在哪里呢？”

你们必想起以往可怕的情景，说：“登记人口的在哪里？收贡银的在哪里？数城楼的在哪里？”

你的心必默想已往的恐惧，说：“那记数目的在哪里？那称贡银的在哪里？那数点城楼的在哪里呢？”

你的心回想那些恐怖的事，就说：“记数的人在哪里？计量的人在哪里？数点塔楼的人又在哪里？”

你的心必思想那驚嚇的事，自問說：記數目的在哪裏呢？平貢銀的在哪裏呢？數戍樓的在哪裏呢？

你的心必回想那些恐怖的事：「那數算的人在哪裏？秤重的人在哪裏？數點城樓的又在哪裏呢？」

你的心必回想那些恐怖的事：「那數算的人在哪裏？秤重的人在哪裏？數點城樓的又在哪裏呢？」

你們必想起以往可怕的情景，說：「登記人口的在哪裡？收貢銀的在哪裡？數城樓的在哪裡？」

你的心必默想已往的恐懼，說：“那記數目的在哪裡？那稱貢銀的在哪裡？那數點城樓的在哪裡呢？”

你的心必回想已往的恐怖，說：『那記數目的在哪裏？那平貢銀的在哪裏？那數點譙樓的又在哪裏呢？』

你的心回想那些恐怖的事，就說：「記數的人在哪裡？計量的人在哪裡？數點塔樓的人又在哪裡？」

爾追憶已往之危懼、意謂會計者安在、權衡者安在、核計戍樓者安在、

頓忘昔日畏敵之心、自謂軍中繕寫、無庸也、筦庫無庸也、戍樓無庸也、

爾心追思已往之危、必自問曰、會計稅金者今安在、權衡貢物者今安在、指數樓臺樓臺或作戍樓者今安在、

In your thoughts you will ponder the former terror:“ Where is that chief officer? Where is the one who took the revenue? Where is the officer in charge of the towers?”

You will think about what used to terrify you. You will say to yourself,“ Where is that chief officer of Assyria? Where is the one who forced us to send gifts to his king? Where is the officer in charge of the towers that were used when we were attacked?”

Your heart will muse on the terror:“ Where is he who counted, where is he who weighed the tribute? Where is he who counted the towers?”

You will think back to this time of terror, asking,“ Where are the Assyrian officers who counted our towers? Where are the bookkeepers who recorded the plunder taken from our fallen city?”

Your heart will meditate on terror:“ Where is one who counts? Where is one who weighs? Where is one who counts the towers?”

Your heart will meditate on terror:“ Where is the scribe? Where is he who weighs? Where is he who counts the towers?”

Thy heart shall muse on the terror: Where is he that counted, where is he that weighed the tribute? where is he that counted the towers?

Your mind will meditate on the past terror:“ Where is the accountant? Where is the tribute collector? Where is the one who spied out our defenses?”

Thine heart shall meditate terror. Where[ is] the scribe? where[ is] the receiver? where[ is] he that counted the towers?

Your mind will recall the terror you experienced, and you will ask yourselves,“ Where is the scribe? Where is the one who weighs the money? Where is the one who counts the towers?”

Your heart will meditate on the terror. Where is he who counted? Where is he who weighed? Where is he who counted the towers?

So King Hezekiah of Judah sent word to the king of Assyria at Lachish:“ I have done wrong; withdraw from me. Whatever you demand from me, I will pay.” The king of Assyria demanded eleven tons of silver and one ton of gold from King Hezekiah of Judah.

Where is the one who is wise? Where is the teacher of the law? Where is the debater of this age? Hasn’t God made the world’s wisdom foolish?

In my alarm I said,“ I am cut off from your sight.” But you heard the sound of my pleading when I cried to you for help.

King Pul of Assyria invaded the land, so Menahem gave Pul seventy-five thousand pounds of silver so that Pul would support him to strengthen his grasp on the kingdom.

A poem by King Hezekiah of Judah after he had been sick and had recovered from his illness:I said: In the prime of my life I must go to the gates of Sheol; I am deprived of the rest of my years.I said: I will never see the LORD, the LORD in the land of the living; I will not look on humanity any longer with the inhabitants of what is passing away.My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver; he cuts me off from the loom. By nightfall you make an end of me.I thought until the morning: He will break all my bones like a lion. By nightfall you make an end of me.I chirp like a swallow or a crane; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed; support me.What can I say? He has spoken to me, and he himself has done it. I walk along slowly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.Lord, by such things people live, and in every one of them my spirit finds life; you have restored me to health and let me live.Indeed, it was for my own well-being that I had such intense bitterness; but your love has delivered me from the Pit of destruction, for you have thrown all my sins behind your back.For Sheol cannot thank you; Death cannot praise you. Those who go down to the Pit cannot hope for your faithfulness.The living, only the living can thank you, as I do today; a father will make your faithfulness known to children.The LORD is ready to save me; we will play stringed instruments all the days of our lives at the house of the LORD.Now Isaiah had said,“ Let them take a lump of pressed figs and apply it to his infected skin, so that he may recover.”And Hezekiah had asked,“ What is the sign that I will go up to the LORD’s temple?”

In the evening— sudden terror! Before morning— it is gone! This is the fate of those who plunder us and the lot of those who ravage us.

You caused me to experience many troubles and misfortunes, but you will revive me again. You will bring me up again, even from the depths of the earth.

David was in an extremely difficult position because the troops talked about stoning him, for they were all very bitter over the loss of their sons and daughters. But David found strength in the LORD his God.

May your discernment be blessed, and may you be blessed. Today you kept me from participating in bloodshed and avenging myself by my own hand.Otherwise, as surely as the LORD God of Israel lives, who prevented me from harming you, if you had not come quickly to meet me, Nabal wouldn’t have had any males left by morning light.”Then David accepted what she had brought him and said,“ Go home in peace. See, I have heard what you said and have granted your request.”Then Abigail went to Nabal, and there he was in his house, holding a feast fit for a king. Nabal’s heart was cheerful, and he was very drunk, so she didn’t say anything to him until morning light.

I will rejoice and be glad in your faithful love because you have seen my affliction. You know the troubles of my souland have not handed me over to the enemy. You have set my feet in a spacious place.

We don’t want you to be unaware, brothers and sisters, of our affliction that took place in Asia. We were completely overwhelmed— beyond our strength— so that we even despaired of life itself.Indeed, we felt that we had received the sentence of death, so that we would not trust in ourselves but in God who raises the dead.He has delivered us from such a terrible death, and he will deliver us. We have put our hope in him that he will deliver us again

“ Don’t listen to Hezekiah, for this is what the king of Assyria says:‘ Make peace with me and surrender to me. Then each of you may eat from his own vine and his own fig tree, and each may drink water from his own cistern

Therefore the Lord GOD of Armies will inflict an emaciating disease on the well-fed of Assyria, and he will kindle a burning fire under its glory.Israel’s Light will become a fire, and its Holy One, a flame. In one day it will burn and consume Assyria’s thorns and thistles.He will completely destroy the glory of its forests and orchards as a sickness consumes a person.The remaining trees of its forest will be so few in number that a child could count them.

along with the persecutions and sufferings that came to me in Antioch, Iconium, and Lystra. What persecutions I endured— and yet the Lord rescued me from them all.

Abraham agreed with Ephron, and Abraham weighed out to Ephron the silver that he had agreed to in the hearing of the Hethites: four hundred standard shekels of silver.