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

我是因耶和华忿怒的杖，遭遇困苦的人。

因耶和华愤怒的杖，我是遭遇困苦的人。

因耶和华愤怒的杖，我是遭遇困苦的人。

我在耶和华烈怒的杖下受尽痛苦。

我是在耶和华忿怒的杖下受过苦的人。

我是因耶和華忿怒的杖，遭遇困苦的人。

因耶和華憤怒的杖，我是遭遇困苦的人。

因耶和華憤怒的杖，我是遭遇困苦的人。

我在耶和華烈怒的杖下受盡痛苦。

我是在耶和華忿怒的杖下受過苦的人。

因主震怒之杖而經驗到苦難的，我就是那種人。

因主忿怒之杖、而遭艱苦、我即其人兮、

主怒余責予、備嘗艱苦、惟余一人兮。

主怒加責、使遭艱苦者、其人即我、

I am the man who has seen affliction by the rod of the Lord’s wrath.

I am a man who has suffered greatly. The Lord has used the Babylonians to punish my people.

I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of his wrath;

I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of God’s wrath.

I am the man who has seen misery Because of the rod of His wrath.

I am the man who has seen affliction by the rod of His wrath.

I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.

I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of God’s wrath.

I[ am] the man[ that] hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.

I am the man who has experienced affliction from the rod of his wrath.

I am the man who has seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.

Your anger weighs me down; with wave after wave you have engulfed me. Interlude

“ Have mercy on me, my friends, have mercy, for the hand of God has struck me.

I have been sick and close to death since my youth. I stand helpless and desperate before your terrors.Your fierce anger has overwhelmed me. Your terrors have paralyzed me.

So the officials took Jeremiah from his cell and lowered him by ropes into an empty cistern in the prison yard. It belonged to Malkijah, a member of the royal family. There was no water in the cistern, but there was a thick layer of mud at the bottom, and Jeremiah sank down into it.

I never joined the people in their merry feasts. I sat alone because your hand was on me. I was filled with indignation at their sins.Why then does my suffering continue? Why is my wound so incurable? Your help seems as uncertain as a seasonal brook, like a spring that has gone dry.”

Yet I curse the day I was born! May no one celebrate the day of my birth.I curse the messenger who told my father,“ Good news— you have a son!”Let him be destroyed like the cities of old that the Lord overthrew without mercy. Terrify him all day long with battle shouts,because he did not kill me at birth. Oh, that I had died in my mother’s womb, that her body had been my grave!Why was I ever born? My entire life has been filled with trouble, sorrow, and shame.

He was despised and rejected— a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief. We turned our backs on him and looked the other way. He was despised, and we did not care.

You have allowed me to suffer much hardship, but you will restore me to life again and lift me up from the depths of the earth.

“ 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.“ He has sent fire from heaven that burns in my bones. He has placed a trap in my path and turned me back. He has left me devastated, racked with sickness all day long.“ He wove my sins into ropes to hitch me to a yoke of captivity. The Lord sapped my strength and turned me over to my enemies; I am helpless in their hands.