86 translations of 93 that include the Old Testament
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning for an only son, and the end thereof as a bitter day.
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning for an only son, and the end thereof as a bitter day.
na sak o ih poihnawk to palungsethaih ah kang coengsak moe, na sak o ih laanawk doeh qahhaih ah kang coengsak boih han; kaeng ah buri kahni kang zaeng o sak boih moe, lu sam kang aah o sak boih han; to atue loe capa maeto khue katawn kami palungsethaih baktiah kang oh o sak han, boenghaih loe kakhaa ni baktiah om tih, tiah Angraeng Sithaw mah thuih.
Nangmih kah khotue te nguekcoinah la, na lumlaa boeih rhahlung la ka maelh ni. Cinghen tom ah tlamhni kan yen vetih na lu boeih te lungawng la om ni. Anih te oingaih cangloeng kah nguekcoinah bangla, a hmailong te khahing khohnin bangla ka khueh ni.
Nangmih kah khotue te nguekcoinah la, na lumlaa boeih rhahlung la ka maelh ni. Cinghen tom ah tlamhni kan yen vetih na lu boeih te lungawng la om ni. Anih te oingaih cangloeng kah nguekcoinah bangla, a hmailong te khahing khohnin bangla ka khueh ni.
A e hoolilo au i ka oukou mau ahaaina i auwe ana, A i ko oukou mau mele i kanikau ana; A e lawe mai au i ke kapa ino maluna o na puhaka a pau, A me ka ohule maluna o na poo a pau; A e hoohalike au ia mea me ka auwe ana no ke keiki kamakahi, A i ka hope o ia mea e like me ka la awaawa.
I will turn your feasts into mourning and all your songs into lamentation. I will cause everyone to wear sackcloth and every head to be shaved. I will make it like a time of mourning for an only son, and its outcome like a bitter day.
M'ap fè nou sispann fè fèt. N'a nan gwo lapenn. M'ap fè nou sispann chante, n'a nan rele. M'ap fè nou mete rad sak kòlèt sou nou. N'a kale tèt nou. M'ap fè nou tonbe nan lapenn tankou moun k'ap kriye pou sèl pitit gason yo ki mouri. Se nan kè sere jounen sa a ap fini pou tout moun.
et convertam festivitates vestras in luctum, et omnia cantica vestra in planctum, et inducam super omne dorsum vestrum saccum, et super omne caput calvitium: et ponam eam quasi luctum unigeniti, et novissima ejus quasi diem amarum.
Your feasts will be turned into sorrow and all your melody into songs of grief; everyone will be clothed with haircloth, and the hair of every head will be cut; I will make the weeping like that for an only son, and the end of it like a bitter day.
Et je changerai vos fêtes en deuil, et toutes vos chansons en lamentation ; et sur tous les reins j’amènerai le sac, et chaque tête je la rendrai chauve ; et je ferai que ce sera comme le deuil d’un [fils] unique, et la fin sera comme un jour d’amertume.
A proměním svátky vaše v kvílení, a všecky zpěvy vaše v naříkání, a způsobím to, že bude na každých bedrách žíně, a na každé hlavě lysina, a bude v zemi této kvílení jako nad jednorozeným, a poslední věci její jako den hořkosti.
Nga fah ekulla len in kufwa lowos nu ke len in asor, ac on engan lowos nu ke pusren tung. Nga fah oru kowos in mangsrasraela insifowos ac nukum nuknuk yohk eoa, ac kowos fah oana papa ac nina su mwemelil ke wen sefanna natultal misa. Ma nukewa ma sikyak ke len sac mwe asor mukefanna.
Transformarei as suas festas em luto, e todos os seus cânticos em lamentação; e farei com que vistam pano de saco em todos os corpos, e calvície em toda cabeça. Farei que isso seja como o luto por um filho único, e o seu fim como um dia amargo.
Și voi preface sărbătorile voastre în jale și toate cântările voastre în plângere; și voi aduce pânză de sac pe toate coapsele și chelie pe fiecare cap; și o voi face ca jalea pentru singurul fiu și sfârșitul ei ca o zi amară.
and I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth on all loins, and baldness on every head; and I will make them as the mourning of a beloved friend, and those with them as a day of grief.
သင်တို့ပျော်ပွဲရွှင်ပွဲများကိုမသာပွဲအဖြစ် သို့ပြောင်းပစ်မည်။ သင်တို့တက်ကြွရွှင်မြူးသော တေးသံတို့ကိုငိုကြွေးသံများဖြစ်သွားစေ မည်။ သင်တို့သည်ဆံပင်များကိုရိတ်ပြီးလျှော် တေအဝတ်ကိုဝတ်ရလိမ့်မည်။ တစ်ဦးတည်း သောသားသေဆုံးသဖြင့်ရတက်ပွားရသည့် မိဘပမာဖြစ်ရကြမည်။ နေဝင်သည့်တိုင် ထိုနေ့တာသည်ဆိုးဝါးလှမည်။
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning for an only [son], and the end thereof as a bitter day.
Und ich werde eure Feste in Trauer verwandeln und alle eure Gesänge in Klagelieder, und werde auf alle Lenden Sacktuch und auf jedes Haupt eine Glatze bringen; und ich werde es machen gleich der Trauer um den Eingeborenen, und das Ende davon wie einen bitteren Tag. -
En Ik zal uw feesten in rouw, en al uw liederen in weeklage veranderen, en op alle lenden een zak, en op alle hoofd kaalheid brengen; en Ik zal het land stellen in rouw, als er is over een enigen zoon, en deszelfs einde als een bitteren dag.
Uw feesten zal Ik in rouw verkeren, Al uw zangen in klagen; Op alle lenden leg Ik een zak, Op alle hoofden een kale kruin. Ik zal rouw verwekken als voor een enigen zoon, En het einde zal zijn als een bittere dag!
E cangerò le vostre feste in duolo, e tutti i vostri canti in lamento; e farò che si porrà il sacco sopra tutti i lombi, e che ogni testa sarà rasa; e metterò il paese in cordoglio, quale è quel che si fa per lo figiuolo unico; e la sua fine sarà come un giorno amaro.
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation: and I will bring up sackcloth upon every back of yours, and baldness upon every head: and I will make it as the mourning of an only son, and the latter end thereof as a bitter day.
And I will turne your feastes into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation: and I will bring sackcloth vpon all loynes, and baldnes vpon euery head: and I will make it as the mourning of an onely sonne, and the ende thereof as a bitter day.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, And all your songs into lamentation; I will bring sackcloth upon all loins, And baldness upon all heads. I will fill the land with mourning, as for an only son, And its end shall be as a day of bitter woe.
Jeg vender eders Fester til Sorg og alle eders Sange til klage, lægger Sæk om alle Lænder, gør hvert et Hoved skaldet, bringer Sorg som over en enbåren, en bitter Dag til sidst.
And I will change your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentations; and I will bring upon all loins sackcloth, and upon every head baldness; and I will cause [the land] to mourn as one doth for an only son, and its end to be as a day of bitter [complaint].
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning for an only son, and the end thereof as a bitter day.
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning of an only son, and the end thereof as a bitter day.
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning of an only son, and the end thereof as a bitter day.
Ta sẽ đổi ngày lễ các ngươi ra sầu thảm, và hết thảy bài ca tụng các ngươi ra ca thương. Ta sẽ thắt bao gai trên mọi lưng, và làm cho mọi đầu đều sói. Ta sẽ đặt đất nầy trong sự sầu thảm, như là mất con trai một, và sự cuối cùng nó sẽ như ngày đắng cay.
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, And all your songs into lamentation; And I will bring up sackcloth upon all loins, And baldness upon every head; And I will make it as the mourning of an only son, And the end thereof as a bitter day.
Pea te u liliu hoʻomou ngaahi kātoanga ko e tangi, pea mo hoʻomou hiva kotoa pē ki he tangilāulau; pea te u ʻomi ʻae tauangaʻa ki homou kongaloto kotoa pē, pea ʻe tekefua ʻae ʻulu kotoa pē; pea te u ngaohi ia ke hangē ko e tangi koeʻuhi ko e pele pe taha, pea ko hono ngataʻanga ke hangē ko e ʻaho ʻoe mamahi kona.
Je changerai vos fêtes en deuil, et tous vos chants en complaintes; je mettrai le sac sur tous les reins, et je rendrai chauves toutes les têtes; et je mettrai le pays dans le deuil comme pour un fils unique, et sa fin sera comme un jour d'amertume.
Mi aliformigos viajn festojn en funebron kaj ĉiujn viajn kantojn en lamentojn; Mi metos sakaĵon sur ĉiujn lumbojn kaj kalvon sur ĉiun kapon; Mi aperigos ĉe ili funebron, kiel pri sola filo, kaj ilia fino estos tago de maldolĉeco.
Je changerai vos fêtes en deuil, Et tous vos chants en lamentations, Je couvrirai de sacs tous les reins, Et je rendrai chauves toutes les têtes; Je mettrai le pays dans le deuil comme pour un fils unique, Et sa fin sera comme un jour d’amertume.
Ich will eure Feiertage in Trauern und alle eure Lieder in Wehklagen verwandeln; ich will über alle Lenden den Sack binden und alle Köpfe kahl machen, und will ihnen ein Trauern schaffen, wie man über einen einzigen Sohn hat; und sie sollen ein jämmerlich Ende nehmen.
and I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth on all loins, and baldness on every head; and I will make them as the mourning of a beloved friend, and those with them as a day of grief.
and I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth on all loins, and baldness on every head; and I will make them as the mourning of a beloved friend, and those with them as a day of grief.
I will turn your feasts into mourning and all your songs into lamentation. I will cause everyone to wear sackcloth and every head to be shaved. I will make it like a time of mourning for an only son, and its outcome like a bitter day.
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning of an only son , and the end of it as a bitter day.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, all your songs into dirges. I will cause you to dress in sackcloth, every head shaved. I will make you mourn like you have lost your only son, all that happens will end in bitterness.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, all your songs into dirges. I will cause you to dress in sackcloth, every head shaved. I will make you mourn like you have lost your only son, all that happens will end in bitterness.
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning for an only son, and the end thereof as a bitter day.
Muterò le vostre feste in lutto, e tutti i vostri conti in lamento; coprirò di sacchi tutti i fianchi, e ogni testa sarà rasa. Getterò il paese in lutto come un figlio unico, e la sua fine sarà come un giorno d’amarezza.
Je changerai vos fêtes en deuil, et tous vos chants en lamentations ; je vous revêtirai tous de sacs, et je rendrai chauve toute tête. Je rendrai ce jour pareil au deuil d’un fils unique, et sa fin sera comme un jour d’amertume.
Y tornaré vuestras fiestas en lloro, y todos vuestros cantares en endechas; y haré poner saco sobre todos lomos, y peladura sobre toda cabeza; y tornaréla como en llanto de unigénito, y su postrimería como día amargo.
Convertiré sus fiestas en funerales y todos sus cantos en lamentos; los haré vestirse de luto y que se rapen la cabeza en señal de dolor. Será como el llanto por la muerte de un hijo único, y el final de ese día será de amargura total.
Convertiré vuestras fiestas en luto y todos vuestros cantos en lamentaciones; haré que todos os vistáis de cilicio y que se rape toda cabeza. Lo haré como en el luto por el hijo único, y su final será como día de amargura.
Okrenut ću svetkovine vaše u kuknjavu i sve vaše pjevanje u tužaljku; obući ću u kostrijet svako bedro, oćelavit ću svaku glavu. Bit će kao kad se tuži za jedincem, i što ostane, bit će kao dan gorčine.”
I pretvoriću praznike vaše u žalost i sve pesme vaše u plač, i metnuću kostret oko svih bedara, i učiniću da svaka glava oćelavi i da bude žalost kao za jedincem, i kraj će joj biti kao gorak dan.
Ich will eure Feste in Trauer verwandeln und alle eure Lieder in Totenklage, über alle Hüften das Trauergewand bringen und auf jedes Haupt die Glatze. Ich lasse es hergehen, wie bei der Trauer um den einzigen Sohn, und lasse es enden, wie wenn man einen bitteren Tag erlebt.
and I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth on all loins, and baldness on every head; and I will make them as the mourning of a beloved friend, and those with them as a day of grief.
וְהָפַכְתִּ֨י חַגֵּיכֶ֜ם לְאֵ֗בֶל וְכָל־שִֽׁירֵיכֶם֙ לְקִינָ֔ה וְהַעֲלֵיתִ֤י עַל־כָּל־מָתְנַ֨יִם֙ שָׂ֔ק וְעַל־כָּל־רֹ֖אשׁ קָרְחָ֑ה וְשַׂמְתִּ֨יהָ֙ כְּאֵ֣בֶל יָחִ֔יד וְאַחֲרִיתָ֖הּ כְּי֥וֹם מָֽר׃
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.
And have turned your festivals to mourning, And all your songs to lamentation, And caused sackcloth to come up on all loins, And on every head — baldness, And made it as a mourning [of] an only one, And its latter end as a day of bitterness.
καὶ μεταστρέψω τὰς ἑορτὰς ὑμῶν εἰς πένθος καὶ πάσας τὰς ὠδὰς ὑμῶν εἰς θρῆνον καὶ ἀναβιβῶ ἐπὶ πᾶσαν ὀσφὺν σάκκον καὶ ἐπὶ πᾶσαν κεφαλὴν φαλάκρωμα καὶ θήσομαι αὐτὸν ὡς πένθος ἀγαπητοῦ καὶ τοὺς μετ᾿ αὐτοῦ ὡς ἡμέραν ὀδύνης.
καὶ μεταστρέψω τὰς ἑορτὰς ὑμῶν εἰς πένθος, καὶ πάσας τὰς ᾠδὰς ὑμῶν εἰς θρῆνον, καὶ ἀναβιβῶ ἐπὶ πᾶσαν ὀσφὺν σάκκον, καὶ ἐπὶ πᾶσαν κεφαλὴν φαλάκρωμα· καὶ θήσομαι αὐτὸν ὡς πένθος ἀγαπητοῦ, καὶ τοὺς μετʼ αὐτοῦ ὡς ἡμέραν ὀδύνης.
Вэ вой префаче сэрбэториле ын жале ши тоате кынтэриле, ын бочирь пентру морць; вой акопери тоате коапселе ку сачь ши вой фаче тоате капетеле плешуве; вой арунка цара ынтр-о жале ка пентру ун сингур фиу ши сфыршитул ей ва фи ка о зи амарэ.
І оберну вам сьвятки в сумуваннє й усї піснї ваші — в плач, і наложу на кожний стан верету й лисину на кожну голову; й заведу між вами плач, неначе по єдиній дитинї, а конець усьому буде — гіркий день.
І оберну вам сьвятки в сумуваннє й усї піснї ваші — в плач, і наложу на кожний стан верету й лисину на кожну голову; й заведу між вами плач, неначе по єдиній дитинї, а конець усьому буде — гіркий день.
И претворићу празнике ваше у жалост и све песме ваше у плач, и метнућу кострет око свих бедара, и учинићу да свака глава оћелави и да буде жалост као за јединцем, и крај ће јој бити као горак дан.
И обращу праздники ваши в сетование и все песни ваши в плач, и возложу на все чресла вретище и плешь на всякую голову; и произведу в стране плач, как о единственном сыне, и конец ее будет как горький день.
וְהָפַכְתִּ֨י חַגֵּיכֶ֜ם לְאֵ֗בֶל וְכָל־שִֽׁירֵיכֶם֙ לְקִינָ֔ה וְהַעֲלֵיתִ֤י עַל־כָּל־מָתְנַ֙יִם֙ שָׂ֔ק וְעַל־כָּל־רֹ֖אשׁ קָרְחָ֑ה וְשַׂמְתִּ֙יהָ֙ כְּאֵ֣בֶל יָחִ֔יד וְאַחֲרִיתָ֖הּ כְּיֹ֥ום מָֽר׃
והפכתי חגיכם לאבל וכל שיריכם לקינה והעליתי על כל מתנים שק ועל כל ראש קרחה ושמתיה כאבל יחיד ואחריתה כיום מר׃
وَأُحَوِّلُ أَعْيَادَكُمْ نَوْحًا، وَجَمِيعَ أَغَانِيكُمْ مَرَاثِيَ، وَأُصْعِدُ عَلَى كُلِّ ٱلْأَحْقَاءِ مِسْحًا، وَعَلَى كُلِّ رَأْسٍ قَرَعَةً، وَأَجْعَلُهَا كَمَنَاحَةِ ٱلْوَحِيدِ وَآخِرَهَا يَوْمًا مُرًّا!
و عیدهای شما را به ماتم و همه سرودهای شما را به مرثیه هامبدل خواهم ساخت. و بر هر کمر پلاس و بر هرسر گری برخواهم آورد و آن را مثل ماتم پسریگانه و آخرش را مانند روز تلخی خواهم گردانید.»
သင် တို့ပွဲ ခံခြင်းကို ညည်းတွား ခြင်းဖြစ်စေ မည်။ သီချင်း ဆိုခြင်းရှိသမျှ ကို ငိုကြွေး ခြင်းဖြစ်စေမည်။ လူအပေါင်းတို့သည် လျှော်တေ အဝတ်နှင့် ခါး ကိုစည်းစေခြင်းငှါ၎င်း ၊ ဆံပင် ကိုရိတ် စေခြင်းငှါ ၎င်း ငါစီရင် မည်။ တယောက် တည်းသောသား သေသည်အတွက် မြည်တမ်း ခြင်းကဲ့သို့ ၎င်း ၊ အဆုံး ၌ ခါး စွာသောနေ့ ကဲ့သို့ ၎င်း ငါဖြစ်စေ မည်။
너희 절기를 애통으로, 너희 모든 노래를 애곡으로 변하며 모든 사람으로 굵은 베로 허리를 동이게 하며 모든 머리를 대머리 되게 하며 독자의 죽음을 인하여 애통하듯 하게 하며 그 결국으로 곤고한 날과 같게 하리라
あなたがたの祭りを喪に、 すべての歌を嘆き歌に変える。 すべての人の腰に粗布をまとわせ、 すべての頭をそり上げさせる。 その悲しみをひとり子を失った時の悲しみのようにし、 その終わりを苦い日のようにする。」
我必使你们的节期变为哀恸， 使你们所有的歌曲变为哀歌； 我必使你们全身披上麻布， 使每个头都剃光。 我必使这景况如同为独生子哀恸， 其结局如同痛苦的日子。
我必使你们的节期变为悲哀， 歌曲变为哀歌。 众人腰束麻布，头上光秃， 使这场悲哀如丧独生子， 至终如痛苦的日子一样。
我必使你們的節期變為悲哀， 歌曲變為哀歌。 眾人腰束麻布，頭上光禿， 使這場悲哀如喪獨生子， 至終如痛苦的日子一樣。
E tornarei vossas festas em luto, e todas as vossas canções em pranto; e farei com que todos se vistam de saco, e se façam calvas sobre todas as cabeças; e farei com que haja luto como de um filho único, e seu fim será como um dia amargo.
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Ensiku nkulu zinyu nazihindula mishîbo, enyimbo zinyu zoshi ndûlù; ebibunu binyu byoshi nâbiyambika busunzu, n’amarhwe ginyu goshi ngahirekwo olubala. Nâjira eyo mishîbo ebè nka ya mwâna wa cûsha kuhika ebuzinda lwâbà lusiku lwa burhè.
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Dann will ich eure Feste in Trauer verwandeln und alle eure Lieder in Klagegesang und will machen, daß um alle Lenden ein Sack und auf alle Häupter eine Glatze kommt; man wird trauern wie um einen einzigen Sohn, und das Ende wird sein ein bitterer Tag.
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Tus fiestas se convertirán en luto y toda tu melodía en canciones fúnebres; todos estarán vestidos de cilicio y calvice sobre toda cabeza; Haré el llanto como si fuera por un hijo único, y al final como un día amargo.
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convertiré sus fiestas en duelo y todos sus cánticos en lamentos. Impulsaré a que toda cintura se cubra de tela áspera, y que toda cabeza se rape. Les impondré un duelo como por el unigénito, y su fin será un amargo día.
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And I will turn your chagim into mourning, and all your shirot into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every rosh; and I will make it as the mourning of a yachid (only son), and the end thereof as a yom mar (bitter day).
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