My God, make them like tumbleweed, like chaff before the wind.

我的神啊，求你叫他们像旋风的尘土，像风前的碎秸。

我的上帝啊，求你使他们像旋风中的尘土，如风前的碎秸。

我的神啊，求你使他们像旋风中的尘土，如风前的碎秸。

我的上帝啊，求你把他们驱散，如同狂风吹散尘土和碎秸。

我的神啊！求你使他们像旋风卷起的草，像风前的碎秸。

我的神哪，求你使他们如同旋风中的尘土，如同风前的麦秸！

我的神啊，求你叫他們像旋風的塵土，像風前的碎稭。

我的上帝啊，求你使他們像旋風中的塵土，如風前的碎稭。

我的神啊，求你使他們像旋風中的塵土，如風前的碎稭。

我的上帝啊，求你把他們驅散，如同狂風吹散塵土和碎稭。

我的神啊！求你使他們像旋風捲起的草，像風前的碎稭。

我的上帝啊，使他們像滾轉草，像風前的碎稭哦。

我的神哪，求你使他們如同旋風中的塵土，如同風前的麥稭！

我上帝歟、使之如飛旋之塵埃、如風飄之草芥兮、

上帝兮、使彼若草芥、為風飄揚兮。

求我天主使之如旋風、使之如糠秕隨風飄蕩、

主豈不聞其狂言。『吾欲併吞主第宅。』

Make them like tumbleweed, my God, like chaff before the wind.

My God, make them like straw that the wind blows away. Make them like tumbleweed.

O my God, make them like whirling dust, like chaff before the wind.

O my God, scatter them like tumbleweed, like chaff before the wind!

Make them like tumbleweed, my God, like straw before the wind.

My God, make them like the whirling dust, Like chaff before the wind.

O my God, make them like the whirling dust, Like the chaff before the wind!

O my God, make them like the whirling dust; As stubble before the wind.

Make them like tumbleweed, my God, like straw before the wind.

O my God, make them like a wheel; as the stubble before the wind.

O my God, make them like dead thistles, like dead weeds blown away by the wind!

How often is it that they are as stubble before the wind, as chaff that the storm carries away?

Let them be as chaff before the wind, Yahweh’s angel driving them on.

Will you harass a driven leaf? Will you pursue the dry stubble?

They are planted scarcely. They are sown scarcely. Their stock has scarcely taken root in the ground. He merely blows on them, and they wither, and the whirlwind takes them away as stubble.

“ Therefore I will scatter them, as the stubble that passes away, by the wind of the wilderness.

His winnowing fork is in his hand, and he will thoroughly cleanse his threshing floor. He will gather his wheat into the barn, but the chaff he will burn up with unquenchable fire.”

In the greatness of your excellency, you overthrow those who rise up against you. You send out your wrath. It consumes them as stubble.

Ah, the uproar of many peoples, who roar like the roaring of the seas; and the rushing of nations, that rush like the rushing of mighty waters!The nations will rush like the rushing of many waters: but he will rebuke them, and they will flee far off, and will be chased like the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like the whirling dust before the storm.At evening, behold, terror! Before the morning, they are no more. This is the portion of those who plunder us, and the lot of those who rob us.

You are my King, God. Command victories for Jacob!

Let God arise! Let his enemies be scattered! Let them who hate him also flee before him.As smoke is driven away, so drive them away. As wax melts before the fire, so let the wicked perish at the presence of God.

Who has raised up one from the east? Who called him to his foot in righteousness? He hands over nations to him and makes him rule over kings. He gives them like the dust to his sword, like the driven stubble to his bow.

Why do you draw back your hand, even your right hand? Take it from your chest and consume them!Yet God is my King of old, working salvation throughout the earth.

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?