My heart is in turmoil unceasingly; the days of my affliction confront me.

我心里烦扰不安，困苦的日子临到我身。

我内心烦扰不安，困苦的日子临到我身。

我内心烦扰不安，困苦的日子临到我身。

我心里一直烦乱不安，苦难的日子迎面袭来。

我的心肠沸腾、不安，痛苦的日子临到我。

我心裏煩擾不安，困苦的日子臨到我身。

我內心煩擾不安，困苦的日子臨到我身。

我內心煩擾不安，困苦的日子臨到我身。

我心裡一直煩亂不安，苦難的日子迎面襲來。

我的心腸沸騰、不安，痛苦的日子臨到我。

我心腸沸騰、而不安靜；苦難日子面對着我。

中心煩擾不安、患難之日、臨及我身、

患難既臨、中心棼然、不獲綏安。

患難之日既至、中心紛然、不得綏安、

The churning inside me never stops; days of suffering confront me.

My insides are always churning. Nothing but days of suffering are ahead of me.

My inward parts are in turmoil and never still; days of affliction come to meet me.

My heart is troubled and restless. Days of suffering torment me.

I am churning within and cannot rest; days of suffering confront me.

I am seething within and cannot rest; Days of misery confront me.

My heart is in turmoil and cannot rest; Days of affliction confront me.

My heart is troubled, and resteth not; Days of affliction are come upon me.

I am churning within and cannot rest; days of suffering confront me.

My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.

My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest. Days of affliction have come on me.

My eyes are worn out from weeping; my stomach is in knots. My heart is poured out on the ground due to the destruction of my helpless people; children and infants faint in the town squares.ל( Lamed)

Indeed, the people of Israel are my dear children. They are the children I take delight in. For even though I must often rebuke them, I still remember them with fondness. So I am deeply moved with pity for them and will surely have compassion on them. I, the LORD, affirm it!

Look, O Lord! I am distressed; my stomach is in knots! My heart is pounding inside me. Yes, I was terribly rebellious! Out in the street the sword bereaves a mother of her children; Inside the house death is present.ש( Sin/ Shin)

In you our ancestors trusted; they trusted in you and you rescued them.

I said,“ Oh, the feeling in the pit of my stomach! I writhe in anguish. Oh, the pain in my heart! My heart pounds within me. I cannot keep silent. For I hear the sound of the trumpet; the sound of the battle cry pierces my soul!