He charges ahead with trembling rage; he cannot stand still at the trumpet’s sound.

它发猛烈的怒气将地吞下；一听角声就不耐站立。

它震颤激动，将地吞下；一听角声就站不住。

它震颤激动，将地吞下；一听角声就站不住。

角声一响，它便无法静立，狂烈地颤抖，急于驰骋大地。

它震抖激动，驰骋大地，一听见角声，就不能站定。

牠發猛烈的怒氣將地吞下；一聽角聲就不耐站立。

牠震顫激動，將地吞下；一聽角聲就站不住。

牠震顫激動，將地吞下；一聽角聲就站不住。

角聲一響，牠便無法靜立，狂烈地顫抖，急於馳騁大地。

牠震抖激動，馳騁大地，一聽見角聲，就不能站定。

牠震顫激動，氣吞大地；聽見號角聲，就不耐煩站着。

彼乃猛烈忿怒、氣吞土地、一聞角聲、則不耐立、

彼則暴躁踴躍、蹄所未至、氣已先吞、角鳴則進、

暴躁猛趨、如將吞地、一聞角聲、前進不立、

In frenzied excitement it eats up the ground; it cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.

They are so excited that they race over the ground. They can’t stand still when trumpets are blown.

With fierceness and rage he swallows the ground; he cannot stand still at the sound of the trumpet.

It paws the ground fiercely and rushes forward into battle when the ram’s horn blows.

He charges ahead with trembling rage; he cannot stand still at the sound of the ram’s horn.

He races over the ground with a roar and fury, And he does not stand still when he hears the sound of the trumpet.

He devours the distance with fierceness and rage; Nor does he come to a halt because the trumpet has sounded.

He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage; Neither believeth he that it is the voice of the trumpet.

He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that[ it is] the sound of the trumpet.

In excitement and impatience it consumes the ground; it cannot stand still when the trumpet is blown.

He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.

If I smiled at them, they couldn’t believe it; they were thrilled at the light of my countenance.

If I summoned Him and He answered me, I do not believe He would pay attention to what I said.

If a ram’s horn is blown in a city, aren’t people afraid? If a disaster occurs in a city, hasn’t the Lord done it?

Their horses are swifter than leopards and more fierce than wolves of the night. Their horsemen charge ahead; their horsemen come from distant lands. They fly like an eagle, swooping to devour.All of them come to do violence; their faces are set in determination. They gather prisoners like sand.

My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in agony! Oh, the pain in my heart! My heart pounds; I cannot be silent. For you, my soul, have heard the sound of the ram’s horn— the shout of battle.

Should He be told that I want to speak? Can a man speak when he is confused?

But while they still were amazed and unbelieving because of their joy, He asked them,“ Do you have anything here to eat?”