He shall be rooted out of his tent wherein he trusteth; And he shall be brought to the king of terrors.

他要从所倚靠的帐棚被拔出来，带到惊吓的王那里。

他要从所倚靠的帐棚被拔出来，带到使人惊恐的王那里。

他要从所倚靠的帐棚被拔出来，带到使人惊恐的王那里。

他被拖出安稳的帐篷，被押到冥王那里。

他要从他倚靠的帐棚中被拔出来，被带到惊骇的王那里，

他要從所倚靠的帳棚被拔出來，帶到驚嚇的王那裏。

他要從所倚靠的帳棚被拔出來，帶到使人驚恐的王那裏。

他要從所倚靠的帳棚被拔出來，帶到使人驚恐的王那裏。

他被拖出安穩的帳篷，被押到冥王那裡。

他要從他倚靠的帳棚中被拔出來，被帶到驚駭的王那裡，

他被拖出、離開他倚靠的帳棚，他受迫行進、到令人恐怖的王那裏。

彼必見拔於所恃之幕、攜詣威烈之王、

室無餘慶、可復希望、有嚴厲之王焉、而被解至此。

所恃者必移於其幕、或作必移於所恃之幕被逐至可畏之王前、

He is torn from the security of his tent and marched off to the king of terrors.

They are torn away from the safety of their tents. They are marched off to the one who rules over death.

He is torn from the tent in which he trusted and is brought to the king of terrors.

They are torn from the security of their homes and are brought down to the king of terrors.

He is ripped from the security of his tent and marched away to the king of terrors.

He is torn from the security of his tent, And they march him before the king of terrors.

He is uprooted from the shelter of his tent, And they parade him before the king of terrors.

He is ripped from the security of his tent and marched away to the king of terrors.

His confidence shall be rooted out of his tabernacle, and it shall bring him to the king of terrors.

He is dragged from the security of his tent, and marched off to the king of terrors.

He will be rooted out of the security of his tent. He will be brought to the king of terrors.

The wicked is thrust down in his evil- doing; But the righteous hath a refuge in his death.

The wicked shall see it, and be grieved; He shall gnash with his teeth, and melt away: The desire of the wicked shall perish.

O death, where is thy victory? O death, where is thy sting?The sting of death is sin; and the power of sin is the law:

And every one that heareth these words of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, who built his house upon the sand:and the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and smote upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall thereof.

He beholdeth everything that is high: He is king over all the sons of pride.

They that hate thee shall be clothed with shame; And the tent of the wicked shall be no more.

The hope of the righteous shall be gladness; But the expectation of the wicked shall perish.

Whose confidence shall break in sunder, And whose trust is a spider’s web.

My heart is sore pained within me: And the terrors of death are fallen upon me.

and might deliver all them who through fear of death were all their lifetime subject to bondage.

But the eyes of the wicked shall fail, And they shall have no way to flee; And their hope shall be the giving up of the ghost.

For the morning is to all of them as thick darkness; For they know the terrors of the thick darkness.