For my soul has had enough troubles, And my life has approached Sheol.

因为我心里满了患难；我的性命临近阴间。

因为我心里满了患难，我的性命临近阴间；

因为我心里满了患难，我的性命临近阴间；

我饱经患难，生命在死亡的边缘。

因为我饱经忧患，我的性命临近阴间。

因为我的生命充满患难，我的性命临近阴间，

因為我心裏滿了患難；我的性命臨近陰間。

因為我心裏滿了患難，我的性命臨近陰間；

因為我心裏滿了患難，我的性命臨近陰間；

我飽經患難，生命在死亡的邊緣。

因為我飽經憂患，我的性命臨近陰間。

因為我心裏滿了憂患；我的性命臨近了陰間。

因為我的生命充滿患難，我的性命臨近陰間，

我心充以患難、我命近於陰府、

余之中心、憂思盈懷、余之生命、歸墓伊邇兮、

我心備嘗艱苦、我之生命、近於示阿勒、示阿勒見六篇五節小註

願爾納我禱。聽我聲聲訴。

I am overwhelmed with troubles and my life draws near to death.

I have so many troubles I’m about to die.

For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.

For my life is full of troubles, and death draws near.

For I have had enough troubles, and my life is near Sheol.

For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draws near to the grave.

For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.

For I have had enough troubles, and my life is near Sheol.

For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

For my life is filled with troubles and I am ready to enter Sheol.

For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

Their souls loathed all kinds of food, And they came close to the gates of death.

And He* took with Him Peter, James, and John, and began to be very distressed and troubled.And He* said to them,“ My soul is deeply grieved, to the point of death; remain here and keep watch.”

For the enemy has persecuted my soul; He has crushed my life to the ground; He has made me dwell in dark places, like those who have long been dead.Therefore my spirit feels weak within me; My heart is appalled within me.

And do not hide Your face from Your servant, For I am in distress; answer me quickly.Come near to my soul and redeem it; Ransom me because of my enemies!You know my disgrace, my shame, and my dishonor; All my enemies are known to You.Disgrace has broken my heart, and I am so sick. And I waited for sympathy, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none.They also gave me a bitter herb in my food, And for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

He was despised and abandoned by men, A man of great pain and familiar with sickness; And like one from whom people hide their faces, He was despised, and we had no regard for Him.

And He took Peter and the two sons of Zebedee with Him, and began to be grieved and distressed.Then He* said to them,“ My soul is deeply grieved, to the point of death; remain here and keep watch with Me.”And He went a little beyond them, and fell on His face and prayed, saying,“ My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from Me; yet not as I will, but as You will.”

But the Lord desired To crush Him, causing Him grief; If He renders Himself as a guilt offering, He will see His offspring, He will prolong His days, And the good pleasure of the Lord will prosper in His hand.As a result of the anguish of His soul, He will see it and be satisfied; By His knowledge the Righteous One, My Servant, will justify the many, For He will bear their wrongdoings.

Do not be far from me, for trouble is near; For there is no one to help.Many bulls have surrounded me; Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me.They open their mouths wide at me, As a ravening and roaring lion.I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint; My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.My strength is dried up like a piece of pottery, And my tongue clings to my jaws; And You lay me in the dust of death.For dogs have surrounded me; A band of evildoers has encompassed me; They pierced my hands and my feet.I can count all my bones. They look, they stare at me;They divide my garments among them, And they cast lots for my clothing.But You, Lord, do not be far away; You who are my help, hurry to my assistance.Save my soul from the sword, My only life from the power of the dog.Save me from the lion’s mouth; From the horns of the wild oxen You answer me.

They rose up to the heavens, they went down to the depths; Their soul melted away in their misery.

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; In the night my hand was stretched out and did not grow weary; My soul refused to be comforted.

“ Oh if only my grief were actually weighed And laid in the balances together with my disaster!For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; For that reason my words have been rash.For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, My spirit drinks their poison; The terrors of God line up against me.

Lord, why do You reject my soul? Why do You hide Your face from me?I was miserable and about to die from my youth on; I suffer Your terrors; I grow weary.

Then his soul comes near to the pit, And his life to those who bring death.

He has filled me with bitterness, He has made me drink plenty of wormwood.He has also made my teeth grind with gravel; He has made me cower in the dust.My soul has been excluded from peace; I have forgotten happiness.So I say,“ My strength has failed, And so has my hope from the Lord.”Remember my misery and my homelessness, the wormwood and bitterness.