Their taunts break my bones. They scoff,“ Where is this God of yours?”

我的敌人辱骂我，好像打碎我的骨头，不住地对我说：“你的神在哪里呢？”

我的敌人辱骂我，好像敲碎我的骨头，他们不住地对我说：“你的上帝在哪里呢？”

我的敌人辱骂我，好像敲碎我的骨头，他们不住地对我说：“你的神在哪里呢？”

仇敌的辱骂刺骨钻心。他们整天对我说：“你的上帝在哪里？”

我的敌人整天对我说：“你的神在哪里呢？”他们这样辱骂我的时候，就像在击碎我的骨头。

我的敌人终日对我说：“你的神在哪里呢？”，他们这样辱骂我的时候，好像在击碎我的骨头。

我的敵人辱罵我，好像打碎我的骨頭，不住地對我說：你的神在哪裏呢？

我的敵人辱罵我，好像敲碎我的骨頭，他們不住地對我說：「你的上帝在哪裏呢？」

我的敵人辱罵我，好像敲碎我的骨頭，他們不住地對我說：「你的神在哪裏呢？」

仇敵的辱罵刺骨鑽心。他們整天對我說：「你的上帝在哪裡？」

我的敵人整天對我說：“你的神在哪裡呢？”他們這樣辱罵我的時候，就像在擊碎我的骨頭。

我的敵人辱罵我，好像擊碎我的骨頭；他們終日不斷地譏笑我說：『你的上帝在哪裏？』

我的敵人終日對我說：「你的神在哪裡呢？」，他們這樣辱罵我的時候，好像在擊碎我的骨頭。

我敵謗瀆、如碎我骨、恆謂我曰、爾上帝安在兮、

仇讐傷予、害同折骨兮、彼恆侮予曰、爾之上帝安在兮。

我仇敵詆毀我、如刃刺骨、終日向我云、爾之天主安在、

素為予之磐石兮。今胡為棄我如遺。

My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long,“ Where is your God?”

My body suffers deadly pain as my enemies make fun of me. All day long they say to me,“ Where is your God?”

As with a deadly wound in my bones, my adversaries taunt me, while they say to me all the day long,“ Where is your God?”

My adversaries taunt me, as if crushing my bones, while all day long they say to me,“ Where is your God?”

As a shattering of my bones, my adversaries taunt me, While they say to me all day long,“ Where is your God?”

As with a breaking of my bones, My enemies reproach me, While they say to me all day long,“ Where is your God?”

As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

My adversaries taunt me, as if crushing my bones, while all day long they say to me,“ Where is your God?”

[ As] with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where[ is] thy God?

My enemies’ taunts cut into me to the bone, as they say to me all day long,“ Where is your God?”

As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me,“ Where is your God?”

Day and night I have only tears for food, while my enemies continually taunt me, saying,“ Where is this God of yours?”

Let the priests, who minister in the Lord’s presence, stand and weep between the entry room to the Temple and the altar. Let them pray,“ Spare your people, Lord! Don’t let your special possession become an object of mockery. Don’t let them become a joke for unbelieving foreigners who say,‘ Has the God of Israel left them?’”

As a result, the deepest thoughts of many hearts will be revealed. And a sword will pierce your very soul.”

Then my enemies will see that the Lord is on my side. They will be ashamed that they taunted me, saying,“ So where is the Lord— that God of yours?” With my own eyes I will see their downfall; they will be trampled like mud in the streets.

Some people make cutting remarks, but the words of the wise bring healing.