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)

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.

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 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.

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 has turned dark on me; my body is hot with fever.

For my days go up in smoke, and my bones are charred like a fireplace.My heart is parched and withered like grass, for I am unable to eat food.Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin.

Our skin is hot as an oven due to a fever from hunger.

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

For I am like a wineskin dried up in smoke. I do not forget your statutes.

His flesh wastes away from sight, and his bones, which were not seen, are easily visible.

But when they gazed intently from a distance but did not recognize him, they began to weep loudly. Each of them tore his robes, and they threw dust into the air over their heads.

For day and night you tormented me; you tried to destroy me in the intense heat of summer.( Selah)

Alas! Gold has lost its luster; pure gold loses value. Jewels are scattered on every street corner.ב( Bet)The precious sons of Zion were worth their weight in gold– Alas!– but now they are treated like broken clay pots, made by a potter.ג( Gimel)

( just as many were horrified by the sight of you) he was so disfigured he no longer looked like a man;

Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never cease.With great power God grasps my clothing; he binds me like the collar of my tunic.He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.

My whole body is sick because of your judgment; I am deprived of health because of my sin.

People writhe in fear when they see them. All of their faces turn pale with fright.

Destruction, devastation, and desolation! Their hearts faint, their knees tremble, each stomach churns, each face turns pale!

My days are coming to an end, and I am withered like grass.

So the two of them journeyed together until they arrived in Bethlehem. When they entered Bethlehem, the whole village was excited about their arrival. The women of the village said,“ Can this be Naomi?”But she replied to them,“ Don’t call me‘ Naomi’! Call me‘ Mara’ because the Sovereign One has treated me very harshly.