Why was I ever born? My entire life has been filled with trouble, sorrow, and shame.

我为何出胎见劳碌愁苦，使我的年日因羞愧消灭呢？

我为何出胎见劳碌愁苦，在羞愧中度尽我的年日呢？

我为何出胎见劳碌愁苦，在羞愧中度尽我的年日呢？

为什么我要从母胎出来，经历患难和痛苦，在羞辱中度过一生呢？

我为什么要出母胎，经历劳苦和忧伤，并且我的年日都消逝在羞辱之中呢？

我為何出胎見勞碌愁苦，使我的年日因羞愧消滅呢？

我為何出胎見勞碌愁苦，在羞愧中度盡我的年日呢？

我為何出胎見勞碌愁苦，在羞愧中度盡我的年日呢？

為什麼我要從母胎出來，經歷患難和痛苦，在羞辱中度過一生呢？

我為甚麼要出母胎，經歷勞苦和憂傷，並且我的年日都消逝在羞辱之中呢？

我為甚麼出母胎而見勞碌辛苦，以致我的年日都消耗於失望中呢？

我何為出胎、受苦罹憂、畢生蒙恥、

我何生於世、受苦罹憂、畢生愧赧、

我何出母胎、遭患難、懷愁慘、畢生蒙羞、

Why did I ever come out of the womb to see trouble and sorrow and to end my days in shame?

Why did I ever come out of my mother’s body? I’ve seen nothing but trouble and sorrow. My days will end in shame.

Why did I come out from the womb to see toil and sorrow, and spend my days in shame?

Why did I come out of the womb to see only struggle and sorrow, to end my life in shame?

Why did I ever come out of the womb To look at trouble and sorrow, So that my days have been spent in shame?

Why did I come forth from the womb to see labor and sorrow, That my days should be consumed with shame?

Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?

Why did I come out of the womb to see only struggle and sorrow, to end my life in shame?

Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?

Why did I ever come forth from my mother’s womb? All I experience is trouble and grief, and I spend my days in shame.

Why did I come out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?

“ Oh, why give light to those in misery, and life to those who are bitter?

“ How frail is humanity! How short is life, how full of trouble!

I am the one who has seen the afflictions that come from the rod of the Lord’s anger.

We live our lives beneath your wrath, ending our years with a groan.Seventy years are given to us! Some even live to eighty. But even the best years are filled with pain and trouble; soon they disappear, and we fly away.

You know of my shame, scorn, and disgrace. You see all that my enemies are doing.

Instead, I sometimes think God has put us apostles on display, like prisoners of war at the end of a victor’s parade, condemned to die. We have become a spectacle to the entire world— to people and angels alike.Our dedication to Christ makes us look like fools, but you claim to be so wise in Christ! We are weak, but you are so powerful! You are honored, but we are ridiculed.Even now we go hungry and thirsty, and we don’t have enough clothes to keep warm. We are often beaten and have no home.We work wearily with our own hands to earn our living. We bless those who curse us. We are patient with those who abuse us.We appeal gently when evil things are said about us. Yet we are treated like the world’s garbage, like everybody’s trash— right up to the present moment.

“ I wish you would hide me in the grave and forget me there until your anger has passed. But mark your calendar to think of me again!

So let us go out to him, outside the camp, and bear the disgrace he bore.

My grief is beyond healing; my heart is broken.

Then he said to the woman,“ I will sharpen the pain of your pregnancy, and in pain you will give birth. And you will desire to control your husband, but he will rule over you.”And to the man he said,“ Since you listened to your wife and ate from the tree whose fruit I commanded you not to eat, the ground is cursed because of you. All your life you will struggle to scratch a living from it.It will grow thorns and thistles for you, though you will eat of its grains.By the sweat of your brow will you have food to eat until you return to the ground from which you were made. For you were made from dust, and to dust you will return.”

“ Does it mean nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look around and see if there is any suffering like mine, which the Lord brought on me when he erupted in fierce anger.

The apostles left the high council rejoicing that God had counted them worthy to suffer disgrace for the name of Jesus.

I tell you the truth, you will weep and mourn over what is going to happen to me, but the world will rejoice. You will grieve, but your grief will suddenly turn to wonderful joy.

“ Listen to me, you who know right from wrong, you who cherish my law in your hearts. Do not be afraid of people’s scorn, nor fear their insults.

Some were jeered at, and their backs were cut open with whips. Others were chained in prisons.

That is why I am suffering here in prison. But I am not ashamed of it, for I know the one in whom I trust, and I am sure that he is able to guard what I have entrusted to him until the day of his return.

We do this by keeping our eyes on Jesus, the champion who initiates and perfects our faith. Because of the joy awaiting him, he endured the cross, disregarding its shame. Now he is seated in the place of honor beside God’s throne.

Patient endurance is what you need now, so that you will continue to do God’s will. Then you will receive all that he has promised.

If you are insulted because you bear the name of Christ, you will be blessed, for the glorious Spirit of God rests upon you.If you suffer, however, it must not be for murder, stealing, making trouble, or prying into other people’s affairs.But it is no shame to suffer for being a Christian. Praise God for the privilege of being called by his name!

You are battered from head to foot— covered with bruises, welts, and infected wounds— without any soothing ointments or bandages.