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.

我的住处被迁去离开我，好像牧人的帐棚一样；我将性命卷起，像织布的卷布一样。耶和华必将我从机头剪断，从早到晚，他要使我完结。

我的住处好像牧人的帐棚，遭人掀起，离我而去；我将性命卷起，像织布的卷布一样。他从织布机头那里将我剪断，你使我命丧于旦夕。

我的住处好像牧人的帐棚，遭人掀起，离我而去；我将性命卷起，像织布的卷布一样。他从织布机头那里将我剪断，你使我命丧于旦夕。

我的生命像牧人的帐篷一样被拆走，像织布机上的布匹一样被剪断。一日之间，祂使我的生命嘎然而止。

我的住处被拔起，迁离了我，像牧人的帐棚一样；我卷起我的性命，像织布的卷布一样；他把我从机头剪断；一日之间，他必使我生命终结。

我的住处好像牧人的帐篷，被拔出、挪走；我卷起我的性命，像织布的卷布那样；他把我从织布机上剪断，一日之间，他使我丧命。

我的住處被遷去離開我，好像牧人的帳棚一樣；我將性命捲起，像織布的捲布一樣。耶和華必將我從機頭剪斷，從早到晚，他要使我完結。

我的住處好像牧人的帳棚，遭人掀起，離我而去；我將性命捲起，像織布的捲布一樣。他從織布機頭那裏將我剪斷，你使我命喪於旦夕。

我的住處好像牧人的帳棚，遭人掀起，離我而去；我將性命捲起，像織布的捲布一樣。他從織布機頭那裏將我剪斷，你使我命喪於旦夕。

我的生命像牧人的帳篷一樣被拆走，像織布機上的布匹一樣被剪斷。一日之間，祂使我的生命嘎然而止。

我的住處被拔起，遷離了我，像牧人的帳棚一樣；我捲起我的性命，像織布的捲布一樣；他把我從機頭剪斷；一日之間，他必使我生命終結。

我的人生之幕被拔起而撤去，像牧人的帳棚一樣；我像織布者數算我的性命；但他將我從布機頭剪掉；無論白晝黑夜他總把我放棄。

我的住處好像牧人的帳篷，被拔出、挪走；我捲起我的性命，像織布的捲布那樣；他把我從織布機上剪斷，一日之間，他使我喪命。

我室被撤而遷移、若牧者之帳幕、我捲我生、若織者之捲布、爾必斷我於機、旦夕終我之命、

我室見毀、若遷牧羊之廬、我命將終、危在旦夕、若織者斷其布經。

我幕將撤、與我別離、如牧人之撒幕、我命將終、如織者織布已畢、絕之於機、將布捲之、在旦夕之間、主幾滅我、

Like a shepherd’s tent my house has been pulled down and taken from me. Like a weaver I have rolled up my life, and he has cut me off from the loom; day and night you made an end of me.

My body is like a shepherd’s tent. It has been pulled down and carried off. My life is like a piece of cloth that I’ve rolled up. You have cut it off from the loom. In a short period of time you have brought my life to an end.

My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd’s tent; like a weaver I have rolled up my life; he cuts me off from the loom; from day to night you bring me to an end;

My life has been blown away like a shepherd’s tent in a storm. It has been cut short, as when a weaver cuts cloth from a loom. Suddenly, my life was over.

Like a shepherd’s tent my dwelling is pulled up and removed from me; As a weaver I rolled up my life. He cuts me off from the loom; From day until night You make an end of me.

My life span is gone, Taken from me like a shepherd’s tent; I have cut off my life like a weaver. He cuts me off from the loom; From day until night You make an end of me.

My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd’s tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

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. You make an end of me from day until night.

Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd’s tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day[ even] to night wilt thou make an end of me.

My dwelling place is removed and taken away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I rolled up my life like a weaver rolls cloth; from the loom he cuts me off. You turn day into night and end my life.

My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.

you will roll them up like a cloak, and they will be changed like clothing. But you are the same, and your years will never end.

For I am afflicted all day long and punished every morning.

For we know that if our earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal dwelling in the heavens, not made with hands.

Though princes sit together speaking against me, your servant will think about your statutes;

that he would decide to crush me, to unleash his power and cut me off!

He blossoms like a flower, then withers; he flees like a shadow and does not last.

I think it is right, as long as I am in this bodily tent, to wake you up with a reminder,since I know that I will soon lay aside my tent, as our Lord Jesus Christ has indeed made clear to me.

Indeed, we groan while we are in this tent, burdened as we are, because we do not want to be unclothed but clothed, so that mortality may be swallowed up by life.

My days are like a lengthening shadow, and I wither away like grass.

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.

It will never be inhabited or lived in from generation to generation; a nomad will not pitch his tent there, and shepherds will not let their flocks rest there.

Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring— what your life will be! For you are like vapor that appears for a little while, then vanishes.

So I have been made to inherit months of futility, and troubled nights have been assigned to me.When I lie down I think,“ When will I get up?” But the evening drags on endlessly, and I toss and turn until dawn.My flesh is clothed with maggots and encrusted with dirt. My skin forms scabs and then oozes.My days pass more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.Remember that my life is but a breath. My eye will never again see anything good.

He has broken my strength in midcourse; he has shortened my days.I say,“ My God, do not take me in the middle of my life! Your years continue through all generations.

Daughter Zion is abandoned like a shelter in a vineyard, like a shack in a cucumber field, like a besieged city.

They are smashed to pieces from dawn to dusk; they perish forever while no one notices.

My spirit is broken. My days are extinguished. A graveyard awaits me.

You have shortened the days of his youth; you have covered him with shame. SelahHow long, LORD? Will you hide forever? Will your anger keep burning like fire?Remember how short my life is. Have you created everyone for nothing?

My days fly by faster than a runner; they flee without seeing any good.They sweep by like boats made of papyrus, like an eagle swooping down on its prey.