逐节对照
- 新标点和合本 - 众民的风俗是虚空的； 他们在树林中用斧子砍伐一棵树， 匠人用手工造成偶像。
- 和合本2010（上帝版-简体） - 万民的习俗是虚空的； 偶像 不过是从树林中砍来的木头， 是匠人用斧头做成的手工。
- 和合本2010（神版-简体） - 万民的习俗是虚空的； 偶像 不过是从树林中砍来的木头， 是匠人用斧头做成的手工。
- 当代译本 - 他们信奉的毫无价值， 他们从林中砍一棵树， 工匠用凿子雕刻偶像，
- 圣经新译本 - 因为万民所信奉的都是虚空， 只是从林中砍下的树木， 是匠人用凿刀制成的产品。
- 现代标点和合本 - 众民的风俗是虚空的， 他们在树林中用斧子砍伐一棵树， 匠人用手工造成偶像。
- 和合本（拼音版） - 众民的风俗是虚空的， 他们在树林中用斧子砍伐一棵树， 匠人用手工造成偶像。
- New International Version - For the practices of the peoples are worthless; they cut a tree out of the forest, and a craftsman shapes it with his chisel.
- New International Reader's Version - The practices of these nations are worthless. People cut a tree out of the forest. A skilled worker shapes the wood with a sharp tool.
- English Standard Version - for the customs of the peoples are vanity. A tree from the forest is cut down and worked with an axe by the hands of a craftsman.
- New Living Translation - Their ways are futile and foolish. They cut down a tree, and a craftsman carves an idol.
- Christian Standard Bible - for the customs of the peoples are worthless. Someone cuts down a tree from the forest; it is worked by the hands of a craftsman with a chisel.
- New American Standard Bible - For the customs of the peoples are futile; For it is wood cut from the forest, The work of the hands of a craftsman with a cutting tool.
- New King James Version - For the customs of the peoples are futile; For one cuts a tree from the forest, The work of the hands of the workman, with the ax.
- Amplified Bible - For the customs and decrees of the peoples are [mere] delusion [exercises in futility]; It is only wood which one cuts from the forest [to make a god], The work of the hands of the craftsman with the axe or cutting tool.
- American Standard Version - For the customs of the peoples are vanity; for one cutteth a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman with the axe.
- King James Version - For the customs of the people are vain: for one cutteth a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman, with the axe.
- New English Translation - For the religion of these people is worthless. They cut down a tree in the forest, and a craftsman makes it into an idol with his tools.
- World English Bible - For the customs of the peoples are vanity; for one cuts a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman with the ax.
- 新標點和合本 - 眾民的風俗是虛空的； 他們在樹林中用斧子砍伐一棵樹， 匠人用手工造成偶像。
- 和合本2010（上帝版-繁體） - 萬民的習俗是虛空的； 偶像 不過是從樹林中砍來的木頭， 是匠人用斧頭做成的手工。
- 和合本2010（神版-繁體） - 萬民的習俗是虛空的； 偶像 不過是從樹林中砍來的木頭， 是匠人用斧頭做成的手工。
- 當代譯本 - 他們信奉的毫無價值， 他們從林中砍一棵樹， 工匠用鑿子雕刻偶像，
- 聖經新譯本 - 因為萬民所信奉的都是虛空， 只是從林中砍下的樹木， 是匠人用鑿刀製成的產品。
- 呂振中譯本 - 因為萬族之民的規例都是虛空： 因為 偶像不過是 一棵樹、 人從樹林中砍下來， 匠人的手用斧子 製成 的作品。
- 現代標點和合本 - 眾民的風俗是虛空的， 他們在樹林中用斧子砍伐一棵樹， 匠人用手工造成偶像。
- 文理和合譯本 - 列邦之例虛偽、有人由林伐木、匠人以斧製之、
- 文理委辦譯本 - 億兆之禮儀虛偽、有入林叢、以斧伐木、以工治之、
- 施約瑟淺文理新舊約聖經 - 蓋異邦人之禮儀虛偽、所敬者乃木、伐於林中、工師以斧製之、
- Nueva Versión Internacional - Las costumbres de los pueblos no tienen valor alguno. Cortan un tronco en el bosque, y un artífice lo labra con un cincel.
- 현대인의 성경 - 이방 나라의 풍습은 헛된 것이다. 그들은 숲에서 나무를 베어 목공의 도구로 다듬어서
- Новый Русский Перевод - Обычаи народов ничтожны. Срубают в лесу дерево, ремесленник обрабатывает его резцом,
- Восточный перевод - Обычаи народов ничтожны. Срубают в лесу дерево, ремесленник обрабатывает его резцом,
- Восточный перевод, версия с «Аллахом» - Обычаи народов ничтожны. Срубают в лесу дерево, ремесленник обрабатывает его резцом,
- Восточный перевод, версия для Таджикистана - Обычаи народов ничтожны. Срубают в лесу дерево, ремесленник обрабатывает его резцом,
- La Bible du Semeur 2015 - Les coutumes des autres peuples ╵sont inutiles, leur dieu n’est que du bois ╵coupé dans la forêt, travaillé au ciseau ╵par la main d’un sculpteur.
- Nova Versão Internacional - Os costumes religiosos das nações são inúteis: corta-se uma árvore da floresta, um artesão a modela com seu formão;
- Hoffnung für alle - Denn die Religion dieser Völker ist eine Täuschung: Da fällen sie im Wald einen Baum, und der Kunsthandwerker schnitzt daraus eine Figur.
- Kinh Thánh Hiện Đại - Vì thói tục của chúng là hư không và dại dột. Chúng đốn một cây, rồi thợ thủ công chạm thành một hình tượng.
- พระคริสตธรรมคัมภีร์ไทย ฉบับอมตธรรมร่วมสมัย - เพราะธรรมเนียมของชนชาติต่างๆ นั้นไร้ค่า เขาโค่นต้นไม้ต้นหนึ่งจากป่า ให้ช่างฝีมือใช้สิ่วแกะสลักเป็นรูปทรง
- พระคัมภีร์ ฉบับแปลใหม่ - เพราะพิธีกรรมของบรรดาชนชาติไร้ค่า ต้นไม้ถูกโค่นในป่า ถูกขวานแกะสลักด้วยมือของช่างผู้ชำนาญ
交叉引用
- Hosea 8:4 - “They crown kings, but without asking me. They set up princes but don’t let me in on it. Instead, they make idols, using silver and gold, idols that will be their ruin. Throw that gold calf-god on the trash heap, Samaria! I’m seething with anger against that rubbish! How long before they shape up? And they’re Israelites! A sculptor made that thing— it’s not God. That Samaritan calf will be broken to bits. Look at them! Planting wind-seeds, they’ll harvest tornadoes. Wheat with no head produces no flour. And even if it did, strangers would gulp it down. Israel is swallowed up and spit out. Among the pagans they’re a piece of junk. They trotted off to Assyria: Why, even wild donkeys stick to their own kind, but donkey-Ephraim goes out and pays to get lovers. Now, because of their whoring life among the pagans, I’m going to gather them together and confront them. They’re going to reap the consequences soon, feel what it’s like to be oppressed by the big king.
- Matthew 6:7 - “The world is full of so-called prayer warriors who are prayer-ignorant. They’re full of formulas and programs and advice, peddling techniques for getting what you want from God. Don’t fall for that nonsense. This is your Father you are dealing with, and he knows better than you what you need. With a God like this loving you, you can pray very simply. Like this: Our Father in heaven, Reveal who you are. Set the world right; Do what’s best— as above, so below. Keep us alive with three square meals. Keep us forgiven with you and forgiving others. Keep us safe from ourselves and the Devil. You’re in charge! You can do anything you want! You’re ablaze in beauty! Yes. Yes. Yes.
- Habakkuk 2:18 - “What’s the use of a carved god so skillfully carved by its sculptor? What good is a fancy cast god when all it tells is lies? What sense does it make to be a pious god-maker who makes gods that can’t even talk? Who do you think you are— saying to a stick of wood, ‘Wake up,’ Or to a dumb stone, ‘Get up’? Can they teach you anything about anything? There’s nothing to them but surface. There’s nothing on the inside.
- 1 Kings 18:26 - So they took the ox he had given them, prepared it for the altar, then prayed to Baal. They prayed all morning long, “O Baal, answer us!” But nothing happened—not so much as a whisper of breeze. Desperate, they jumped and stomped on the altar they had made.
- 1 Kings 18:27 - By noon, Elijah had started making fun of them, taunting, “Call a little louder—he is a god, after all. Maybe he’s off meditating somewhere or other, or maybe he’s gotten involved in a project, or maybe he’s on vacation. You don’t suppose he’s overslept, do you, and needs to be waked up?” They prayed louder and louder, cutting themselves with swords and knives—a ritual common to them—until they were covered with blood.
- Isaiah 40:21 - Have you not been paying attention? Have you not been listening? Haven’t you heard these stories all your life? Don’t you understand the foundation of all things? God sits high above the round ball of earth. The people look like mere ants. He stretches out the skies like a canvas— yes, like a tent canvas to live under. He ignores what all the princes say and do. The rulers of the earth count for nothing. Princes and rulers don’t amount to much. Like seeds barely rooted, just sprouted, They shrivel when God blows on them. Like flecks of chaff, they’re gone with the wind.
- Isaiah 40:25 - “So—who is like me? Who holds a candle to me?” says The Holy. Look at the night skies: Who do you think made all this? Who marches this army of stars out each night, counts them off, calls each by name —so magnificent! so powerful!— and never overlooks a single one?
- Isaiah 40:27 - Why would you ever complain, O Jacob, or, whine, Israel, saying, “God has lost track of me. He doesn’t care what happens to me”? Don’t you know anything? Haven’t you been listening? God doesn’t come and go. God lasts. He’s Creator of all you can see or imagine. He doesn’t get tired out, doesn’t pause to catch his breath. And he knows everything, inside and out. He energizes those who get tired, gives fresh strength to dropouts. For even young people tire and drop out, young folk in their prime stumble and fall. But those who wait upon God get fresh strength. They spread their wings and soar like eagles, They run and don’t get tired, they walk and don’t lag behind.
- Isaiah 44:9 - All those who make no-god idols don’t amount to a thing, and what they work so hard at making is nothing. Their little puppet-gods see nothing and know nothing—they’re total embarrassments! Who would bother making gods that can’t do anything, that can’t “god”? Watch all the no-god worshipers hide their faces in shame. Watch the no-god makers slink off humiliated when their idols fail them. Get them out here in the open. Make them face God-reality.
- Isaiah 44:12 - The blacksmith makes his no-god, works it over in his forge, hammering it on his anvil—such hard work! He works away, fatigued with hunger and thirst.
- Isaiah 44:13 - The woodworker draws up plans for his no-god, traces it on a block of wood. He shapes it with chisels and planes into human shape—a beautiful woman, a handsome man, ready to be placed in a chapel. He first cuts down a cedar, or maybe picks out a pine or oak, and lets it grow strong in the forest, nourished by the rain. Then it can serve a double purpose: Part he uses as firewood for keeping warm and baking bread; from the other part he makes a god that he worships—carves it into a god shape and prays before it. With half he makes a fire to warm himself and barbecue his supper. He eats his fill and sits back satisfied with his stomach full and his feet warmed by the fire: “Ah, this is the life.” And he still has half left for a god, made to his personal design—a handy, convenient no-god to worship whenever so inclined. Whenever the need strikes him he prays to it, “Save me. You’re my god.”
- Isaiah 44:18 - Pretty stupid, wouldn’t you say? Don’t they have eyes in their heads? Are their brains working at all? Doesn’t it occur to them to say, “Half of this tree I used for firewood: I baked bread, roasted meat, and enjoyed a good meal. And now I’ve used the rest to make a repulsive no-god. Here I am praying to a stick of wood!”
- Isaiah 44:20 - This lover of emptiness, of nothing, is so out of touch with reality, so far gone, that he can’t even look at what he’s doing, can’t even look at the no-god stick of wood in his hand and say, “This is crazy.” * * *
- 1 Peter 1:18 - Your life is a journey you must travel with a deep consciousness of God. It cost God plenty to get you out of that dead-end, empty-headed life you grew up in. He paid with Christ’s sacred blood, you know. He died like an unblemished, sacrificial lamb. And this was no afterthought. Even though it has only lately—at the end of the ages—become public knowledge, God always knew he was going to do this for you. It’s because of this sacrificed Messiah, whom God then raised from the dead and glorified, that you trust God, that you know you have a future in God.