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當那日,在猶大地人必唱這歌說:我們有堅固的城。耶和華要將救恩定為城牆,為外郭。 1 In that day this song will be sung in the land of Judah: We have a strong city; God makes salvation its walls and ramparts.
他使住高處的與高城一併敗落,將城拆毀,拆平,直到塵埃, 5 He humbles those who dwell on high, he lays the lofty city low; he levels it to the ground and casts it down to the dust.
耶和華啊,我們在你行審判的路上等候你;我們心裏所羨慕的是你的名,就是你那可記念的名。 8 Yes, LORD, walking in the way of your laws, 26:8 Or ((judgments)) we wait for you; your name and renown are the desire of our hearts.
夜間,我心中羨慕你;我裏面的靈切切尋求你。因為你在世上行審判的時候,地上的居民就學習公義。 9 My soul yearns for you in the night; in the morning my spirit longs for you. When your judgments come upon the earth, the people of the world learn righteousness.
以恩惠待惡人,他仍不學習公義;在正直的地上,他必行事不義,也不注意耶和華的威嚴。 10 Though grace is shown to the wicked, they do not learn righteousness; even in a land of uprightness they go on doing evil and regard not the majesty of the LORD.
耶和華啊,你的手高舉,他們仍然不看;卻要看你為百姓發的熱心,因而抱愧,並且有火燒滅你的敵人。 11 O LORD, your hand is lifted high, but they do not see it. Let them see your zeal for your people and be put to shame; let the fire reserved for your enemies consume them.
他們死了,必不能再活;他們去世,必不能再起;因為你刑罰他們,毀滅他們,他們的名號就全然消滅。 14 They are now dead, they live no more; those departed spirits do not rise. You punished them and brought them to ruin; you wiped out all memory of them.
耶和華啊,你增添國民,你增添國民;你得了榮耀,又擴張地的四境。 15 You have enlarged the nation, O LORD; you have enlarged the nation. You have gained glory for yourself; you have extended all the borders of the land.
耶和華啊,他們在急難中尋求你;你的懲罰臨到他們身上,他們就傾心吐膽禱告你。 16 LORD, they came to you in their distress; when you disciplined them, they could barely whisper a prayer. 26:16 The meaning of the Hebrew for this clause is uncertain.
婦人懷孕,臨產疼痛,在痛苦之中喊叫;耶和華啊,我們在你面前也是如此。 17 As a woman with child and about to give birth writhes and cries out in her pain, so were we in your presence, O LORD.
我們也曾懷孕疼痛,所產的竟像風一樣。我們在地上未曾行甚麼拯救的事;世上的居民也未曾敗落。 18 We were with child, we writhed in pain, but we gave birth to wind. We have not brought salvation to the earth; we have not given birth to people of the world.
死人〔原文是你的死人〕要復活,屍首〔原文是我的屍首〕要興起。睡在塵埃的啊,要醒起歌唱!因你的甘露好像菜蔬上的甘露,地也要交出死人來。 19 But your dead will live; their bodies will rise. You who dwell in the dust, wake up and shout for joy. Your dew is like the dew of the morning; the earth will give birth to her dead.
我的百姓啊,你們要來進入內室,關上門,隱藏片時,等到忿怒過去。 20 Go, my people, enter your rooms and shut the doors behind you; hide yourselves for a little while until his wrath has passed by.
因為耶和華從他的居所出來,要刑罰地上居民的罪孽。地也必露出其中的血,不再掩蓋被殺的人。 21 See, the LORD is coming out of his dwelling to punish the people of the earth for their sins. The earth will disclose the blood shed upon her; she will conceal her slain no longer.
June 15 "For God hath made me fruitful in the land of my affliction." (Gen. 41:52.) THE summer showers are falling. The poet stands by the window watching them. They are beating and buffeting the earth with their fierce downpour. But the poet sees in his imaginings more than the showers which are falling before his eyes. He sees myriads of lovely flowers which shall be soon breaking forth from the watered earth, filling it with matchless beauty and fragrance. And so he sings: "It isn't raining rain for me, it's raining daffodils; In every dimpling drop I see wild flowers upon the hills. A cloud of gray engulfs the day, and overwhelms the town; It isn't raining rain for me: it's raining roses down." Perchance some one of God's chastened children is even now saying, "O God, it is raining hard for me tonight. "Testings are raining upon me which seem beyond my power to endure. Disappointments are raining fast, to the utter defeat of all my chosen plans. Bereavements are raining into my life which are making my shrinking heart quiver in its intensity of suffering. The rain of affliction is surely beating down upon my soul these days." Withal, friend, you are mistaken. It isn't raining rain for you. It's raining blessing. for, if you will but believe your Father's Word, under that beating rain are springing up spiritual flowers of such fragrance and beauty as never before grew in that stormless, unchastened life of yours. You indeed see the rain. But do you see also the flowers? You are pained by the testings. But God sees the sweet flower of faith which is upspringing in your life under those very trials. You shrink from the suffering. But God sees the tender compassion for other sufferers which is finding birth in your soul. Your heart winces under the sore bereavement. But God sees the deepening and enriching which that sorrow has brought to you. It isn't raining afflictions for you. It is raining tenderness, love, compassion, patience, and a thousand other flowers and fruits of the blessed Spirit, which are bringing into your life such a spiritual enrichment as all the fullness of worldly prosperity and ease was never able to beget in your innermost soul. ─J. M. McC. SONGS ACROSS THE STORM "A harp stood in the moveless air, Where showers of sunshine washed a thousand fragrant blooms; A traveler bowed with loads of care, Essayed from morning till the dusk of evening gloom. To thrum sweet sounds from the songless strings; The pilgrim strives in vain with each unanswering chord, Until the tempest's thunder sings, And, moving on the storm, the fingers of the Lord A wondrous melody awakes; And though the battling winds their soldier deeds perform, Their trumpet-sound brave music makes, While God's assuring voice sings love across the storm."