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.

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.

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.

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 grows black and peels. My body burns with fever.

My days are disappearing like smoke. My body burns like glowing coals.My strength has dried up like grass. I even forget to eat my food.I groan out loud because of my suffering. I’m nothing but skin and bones.

Our skin is as hot as an oven. We are so hungry we’re burning up with fever.

I’m nothing but skin and bones. I’ve barely escaped death.

I’m as useless as a wineskin that smoke has dried up. But I don’t forget to follow your orders.

Their body might waste away to nothing. Their bones might have been hidden. But now they stick out.

When they got closer to where he lived, they could see him. But they could hardly recognize him. They began to weep out loud. They tore their robes and sprinkled dust on their heads.

Day and night you punished me. I became weaker and weaker as I do in the heat of summer.

Look at how the gold has lost its brightness! See how dull the fine gold has become! The sacred jewels are scattered at every street corner.The priceless children of Zion were worth their weight in gold. But now they are thought of as clay pots made by the hands of a potter.

Many people were shocked when they saw him. He was so scarred that he no longer looked like a person. His body was so twisted that he did not look like a human being anymore.

At night my bones hurt. My aches and pains never stop.God’s great power becomes like clothes to me. He chokes me like the neck of my shirt.He throws me down into the mud. I’m nothing but dust and ashes.

Because of your anger, my whole body is sick. Because of my sin, I’m not healthy.

When people see them, they tremble with fear. All their faces turn pale.

Nineveh is destroyed, robbed and stripped! Hearts melt away in fear. Knees give way. Bodies tremble with fear. Everyone’s face turns pale.

The days of my life are like an evening shadow. I dry up like grass.

The two women continued on their way. At last they arrived in Bethlehem. The whole town was stirred up because of them. The women in the town asked,“ Can this possibly be Naomi?”“ Don’t call me Naomi,” she told them.“ Call me Mara. The Mighty One has made my life very bitter.