American Standard Version (1901)
From out of the populous city men groan, And the soul of the wounded crieth out: Yet God regardeth not the folly.
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From out of the populous city men groan, And the soul of the wounded crieth out: Yet God regardeth not the folly.
From out of the populous city men groan, And the soul of the wounded crieth out: Yet God regardeth not the folly.
Vangpui thung hoiah kaminawk hanghaih lok to tacawt, ahmaa kacaa kaminawk loe tahmen hnikhaih hoiah hangh o; toe nihcae tahmen hnikhaih to Sithaw mah tidoeh sah pae ai.
Khopuei lamkah hlang rhoek loh nguekcoi uh tih duekrhok hinglu loh bomnah a bih. Tedae Pathen loh ahohap te a dueh moenih.
Khopuei lamkah hlang rhoek loh nguekcoi uh tih duekrhok hinglu loh bomnah a bih. Tedae Pathen loh ahohap te a dueh moenih.
Kunukunu na kanaka mai ke kulanakauhale aku, A o ka naau i houia ke kahea aku; Aole ke Akua i manao mai i ka mea lapuwale,
From the city, men groan, and the souls of the wounded cry out, yet God charges no one with wrongdoing.
Nan lavil yo, ou tande moun k'ap mouri yo ap plenn. Ou tande moun ki blese yo ap rele anmwe. Men, Bondye fè tankou li pa tande yo.
De civitatibus fecerunt viros gemere, et anima vulneratorum clamavit: et Deus inultum abire non patitur.
From the town come sounds of pain from those who are near death, and the soul of the wounded is crying out for help; but God does not take note of their prayer.
Des villes sortent les soupirs des mourants, et l’âme des blessés à mort crie, et ✝Dieu n’impute pas l’indignité [qui se commet].
Lidé v městech lkají, a duše zraněných volají, Bůh pak přítrže tomu nečiní.
Mwet kinet ac mwet apkuran in misa in siti uh elos wowoyak nu sin God, Tusruktu God El tiana porongo pre lalos.
De dentro da cidade populosa, os homens gemem. A alma dos feridos clama, contudo, Deus não leva em conta a insensatez.
Oamenii din cetate gem și sufletul celui rănit țipă; totuși Dumnezeu nu le pune la socoteală nebunia.
Who have cast forth the poor from the city and their own houses, and the soul of the children has groaned aloud.
လူတို့သည်မြို့ထဲမှာ ညည်းတွားကြ၏။ နာသောသူတို့သည် အော်ဟစ်ကြ၏။ နာသောသူတို့သည် အော်ဟစ်ကြ၏။ သို့သော်လည်း သူတို့ဆုတောင်းသော စကားကိုဘုရားသခင်သည် ပမာဏပြုတော်မမူ။
Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wounded crieth out; and God imputeth not the impiety.
Von der Stadt her ächzen Sterbende, und die Seele der Erschlagenen schreit. Und Gott rechnet es nicht als Ungebühr an.
Uit de stad zuchten de lieden, en de ziel der verwonden schreeuwt uit; nochtans beschikt God niets ongerijmds.
Uit de stad stijgt het kermen der stervenden op, En roept de ziel der gewonden om hulp; Maar God luistert niet naar hun smeken, Hùn schenkt Hij geen aandacht!
Gli uomini gemono dalla città E l'anima de' feriti a morte sclama; E pure Iddio non appone loro alcun fallo.
Out of the cities they have made men to groan, and the soul of the wounded hath cried out, and God doth not suffer it to pass unrevenged.
Men cry out of the citie, and the soules of the slayne cry out: yet God doth not charge them with follie.
From anguish the dying groan, And the wounded cry aloud; And God regardeth not their prayer!
De drives fra By og Hus, og Børnenes Hunger skriger. Men Gud, han ænser ej vrangt.
Out of a populous city is groaning heard, and the soul of the deadly wounded crieth out: yet God regardeth it not as an offence.
From out of the populous city men groan, and the soul of the wounded crieth out; yet God imputeth it not for unseemliness.
Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wounded crieth out: yet God layeth not folly to them.
Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wounded crieth out: yet God layeth not folly to them.
Từ trong thành nổi lên tiếng thở than của người ta, Linh hồn kẻ bị thương kêu van; Song Đức Chúa Trời không kể đến tội ác vẫn phạm tại đó.
Men groan from out of the city, And the soul of the wounded crieth out: Yet God layeth not folly to them.
ʻOku toʻe ʻae kakai mei he loto kolo, pea tangi kalanga ʻae laumālie ʻoe mamahiʻia: kae ʻikai ke tokangaʻi ʻe he ʻOtua.
Du sein de la ville, les mourants se lamentent; l'âme des blessés crie; et Dieu ne prend pas garde à ces indignités!
El la urbo aŭdiĝas ĝemoj de homoj, Kaj la animoj de mortigatoj krias; Sed Dio ne atentas tiun blasfemadon.
Dans les villes s’exhalent les soupirs des mourants, L’âme des blessés jette des cris… Et Dieu ne prend pas garde à ces infamies!
Sie machen die Leute in der Stadt seufzend und die Seele der Erschlagenen schreiend, und Gott stürzt sie nicht.
Who have cast forth the poor from the city and their own houses, and the soul of the children has groaned aloud.
Who have cast forth the poor from the city and their own houses, and the soul of the children has groaned aloud.
From the city, men groan, and the souls of the wounded cry out, yet God charges no one with wrongdoing.
Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wounded crieth out: yet God layeth not folly to them .
From out of the populous city men groan, and the soul of the wounded crieth out: yet God imputeth it not for folly.
Sale dalle città il gemito de’ morenti; l’anima de’ feriti implora aiuto, e Dio non si cura di codeste infamie!
Du fond de la ville peuplée, les hommes gémissent. L'âme des blessés crie au secours, pourtant Dieu ne prête pas attention à cette infamie.
De la ciudad gimen los hombres, y claman las almas de los heridos de muerte: mas Dios no puso estorbo.
En la ciudad se oyen los gemidos de los moribundos; el alma de los heridos grita pidiendo ayuda, ¡pero Dios parece no hacer caso de tanta maldad!
Desde la ciudad gimen los hombres, y clama el alma de los heridos, mas Dios no les atribuye su desatino.
Samrtnici hropću iz gradova, ranjenici u pomoć zazivlju. Al' na sve to Bog se oglušuje.
Ljudi u gradu uzdišu, i duše pobijenih viču, a Bog ne ukida to.
Aus den Städten her ächzen Sterbende, die Seele Erschlagener schreit um Rache; doch Gott achtet nicht der Ungereimtheit.
Who have cast forth the poor from the city and their own houses, And the soul of the children has groaned aloud.
מֵ֘עִ֤יר מְתִ֨ים ׀ יִנְאָ֗קוּ וְנֶֽפֶשׁ־חֲלָלִ֥ים תְּשַׁוֵּ֑עַ וֶ֝אֱל֗וֹהַּ לֹא־יָשִׂ֥ים תִּפְלָֽה׃
From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.
From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.
From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.
From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.
From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.
From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.
From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.
From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.
Because of enmity men do groan, And the soul of pierced ones doth cry, And God doth not give praise.
οἳ ἐκ πόλεως καὶ οἴκων ἰδίων ἐξεβάλοντο, ψυχὴ δὲ νηπίων ἐστέναξε μέγα.
Οἳ ἐκ πόλεως καὶ οἴκων ἰδίων ἐξεβάλοντο, ψυχὴ δὲ νηπίων ἐστέναξε μέγα.
ын четэць се ауд ваетеле челор че мор, суфлетул челор рэниць стригэ… Ши Думнезеу ну я сяма ла ачесте мишелий!
У містї стогнуть люде, душа гублена квилить, а Бог сього не боронить.
У містї стогнуть люде, душа гублена квилить, а Бог сього не боронить.
Људи у граду уздишу, и душе побијених вичу, а Бог не укида то.
В городе люди стонут, и душа убиваемых вопит, и Бог не воспрещает того.
מֵ֘עִ֤יר מְתִ֨ים ׀ יִנְאָ֗קוּ וְנֶֽפֶשׁ־חֲלָלִ֥ים תְּשַׁוֵּ֑עַ וֶ֝אֱלֹ֗והַּ לֹא־יָשִׂ֥ים תִּפְלָֽה׃
מעיר מתים ינאקו ונפש חללים תשוע ואלוה לא ישים תפלה׃
مِنَ ٱلْوَجَعِ أُنَاسٌ يَئِنُّونَ، وَنَفْسُ ٱلْجَرْحَى تَسْتَغِيثُ، وَٱللهُ لَا يَنْتَبِهُ إِلَى ٱلظُّلْمِ.
ازشهرآباد، نعره میزنند و جان مظلومان استغاثه میکند. اما خدا حماقت آنها را به نظر نمی آورد.
လူ တို့သည်မြို့ ထဲ မှာ ညည်းတွား ကြ၏။ နာ သောသူတို့သည် အော်ဟစ် ကြ၏။ သို့သော်လည်း သူတို့ဆုတောင်းသော စကားကိုဘုရား သခင်သည် ပမာဏ ပြုတော်မ မူ။
인구 많은 성 중에서 사람들이 신음하며 상한 자가 부르짖으나 하나님이 그 불의를 보지 아니하시느니라
人の多い町から、人々がうめく。 傷ついた者が叫び声を上げるのに、 それでも神はその不正を咎めない。
从人烟稠密的城中,有人呻吟; 受伤者的灵魂呼喊, 上帝却似乎不追究这恶行。
在多民的城内有人唉哼, 受伤的人哀号; 神却不理会 那恶人的愚妄。
在多民的城內有人唉哼, 受傷的人哀號; 上帝卻不理會 那惡人的愚妄。
Desde a cidade as pessoas gemem, e as almas dos feridos clamam; Mas Deus não dá atenção ao erro.
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Aus den Städten ertönt das Geschrei der Sterbenden, und die Seele der Erschlagenen schreit; aber Gott achtet nicht des Unrechts.
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De la ciudad provienen sonidos de dolor de los que están cerca de la muerte, y el alma de los heridos está pidiendo ayuda; Pero Dios no toma nota de su oración.
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Desde la ciudad gimen los hombres y claman los heridos, pero ʼElohim no atiende sus necedades.
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Men groan from out of the Ir, and the nefesh of the chalalim (wounded ones) crieth out, yet Eloah chargeth not tiflah (folly) to them.
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