Now they appear darker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; it has become dry like wood.

现在他们的面貌比煤炭更黑，以致在街上无人认识；他们的皮肤紧贴骨头，枯干如同槁木。

但如今他们的面貌比煤炭更黑，在街上无人认识；他们的皮肤紧贴骨头，枯干形同槁木。

但如今他们的面貌比煤炭更黑，在街上无人认识；他们的皮肤紧贴骨头，枯干形同槁木。

现在，他们的面目比煤炭还黑，走在街上无人认得。他们骨瘦如柴，干如枯木。

现在他们的面貌比煤炭还黑，在街上再没有人认得他们；他们皮包骨头，枯瘦如柴。

現在他們的面貌比煤炭更黑，以致在街上無人認識；他們的皮膚緊貼骨頭，枯乾如同槁木。

但如今他們的面貌比煤炭更黑，在街上無人認識；他們的皮膚緊貼骨頭，枯乾形同槁木。

但如今他們的面貌比煤炭更黑，在街上無人認識；他們的皮膚緊貼骨頭，枯乾形同槁木。

現在，他們的面目比煤炭還黑，走在街上無人認得。他們骨瘦如柴，乾如枯木。

現在他們的面貌比煤炭還黑，在街上再沒有人認得他們；他們皮包骨頭，枯瘦如柴。

現在他們的面貌比煤炭還黑，以致在街上人都不認識；他們的皮縮攏到骨頭上，枯乾像木頭。

今其容黑於炭、街市無人識之兮、其膚貼骨、枯槁如柴兮、

今其容變黑、形消骨立、有若枯木、至彼市廛、無人識之兮。

今則面黑於炭、皮膚貼骨、枯如槁木、以致在街市無人識之、

But now they are blacker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; it has become as dry as a stick.

But now they are blacker than coal. No one even recognizes them in the streets. Their skin is wrinkled on their bones. It has become as dry as a stick.

Now their face is blacker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets; their skin has shriveled on their bones; it has become as dry as wood.

But now their faces are blacker than soot. No one recognizes them in the streets. Their skin sticks to their bones; it is as dry and hard as wood.

Their appearance is darker than soot, They are not recognized in the streets; Their skin is shriveled on their bones, It is dry, it has become like wood.

Now their appearance is blacker than soot; They go unrecognized in the streets; Their skin clings to their bones, It has become as dry as wood.

Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: Their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.

Now they appear darker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; it has become dry like wood.

Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.

Now their appearance is darker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; it is dried up, like tree bark.ט( Tet)

Their appearance is blacker than a coal. They are not known in the streets. Their skin clings to their bones. It is withered. It has become like a stick.

My skin blackens and flakes off, and my bones burn with fever.

For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.My heart is suffering, withered like grass; I even forget to eat my food.Because of the sound of my groaning, my flesh sticks to my bones.

Our skin is as hot as an oven from the ravages of hunger.

My skin and my flesh cling to my bones; I have escaped with only the skin of my teeth.

Though I have become like a wineskin dried by smoke, I do not forget your statutes.

His flesh wastes away to nothing, and his unseen bones stick out.

When they looked from a distance, they could barely recognize him. They wept aloud, and each man tore his robe and threw dust into the air and on his head.

For day and night your hand was heavy on me; my strength was drained as in the summer’s heat. Selah

How the gold has become tarnished, the fine gold become dull! The stones of the temple lie scattered at the head of every street.Zion’s precious children— once worth their weight in pure gold— how they are regarded as clay jars, the work of a potter’s hands!

Just as many were appalled at you— his appearance was so disfigured that he did not look like a man, and his form did not resemble a human being—

Night pierces my bones, but my gnawing pains never rest.My clothing is distorted with great force; he chokes me by the neck of my garment.He throws me into the mud, and I have become like dust and ashes.

There is no soundness in my body because of your indignation; there is no health in my bones because of my sin.

Nations writhe in horror before them; all faces turn pale.

Desolation, decimation, devastation! Hearts melt, knees tremble, insides churn, every face grows pale!

My days are like a lengthening shadow, and I wither away like grass.

The two of them traveled until they came to Bethlehem. When they entered Bethlehem, the whole town was excited about their arrival and the local women exclaimed,“ Can this be Naomi?”“ Don’t call me Naomi. Call me Mara,” she answered,“ for the Almighty has made me very bitter.