In the streets they cry out for wine; all joy turns to gloom, all joyful sounds are banished from the earth.

在街上因酒有悲叹的声音；一切喜乐变为昏暗；地上的欢乐归于无有。

有人在街上嚷着要酒喝，一切的喜乐变为昏暗，地上的欢乐全都消失。

有人在街上嚷着要酒喝，一切的喜乐变为昏暗，地上的欢乐全都消失。

人们因无酒而在街上喊叫；一切欢乐变作哀愁，地上喜乐不复存在。

有人在街上因无酒呼喊；一切喜乐都已过去，地上的喜乐都消逝了。

街上有为酒哭喊的声音；一切欢乐都已黯淡，地上的喜乐都已离去。

在街上因酒有悲歎的聲音；一切喜樂變為昏暗；地上的歡樂歸於無有。

有人在街上嚷着要酒喝，一切的喜樂變為昏暗，地上的歡樂全都消失。

有人在街上嚷着要酒喝，一切的喜樂變為昏暗，地上的歡樂全都消失。

人們因無酒而在街上喊叫；一切歡樂變作哀愁，地上喜樂不復存在。

有人在街上因無酒呼喊；一切喜樂都已過去，地上的喜樂都消逝了。

街上因無酒而有呼喊之聲；一切喜樂都已過去；地上的娛樂盡被擄掠。

街上有為酒哭喊的聲音；一切歡樂都已黯淡，地上的喜樂都已離去。

人因乏酒、號呼於衢、喜樂俱晦、境內之歡娛已杳、

歡樂變為憂戚、通衢之民號呼、欲飲酒以消愁、

人因乏酒、在通衢哀號、一切歡樂、盡歸無有、國中喜樂無存、

In the streets people will cry out for wine. All joy will turn into sadness. All joyful sounds will be driven out of the earth.

There is an outcry in the streets for lack of wine; all joy has grown dark; the gladness of the earth is banished.

Mobs gather in the streets, crying out for wine. Joy has turned to gloom. Gladness has been banished from the land.

In the streets they cry for wine. All joy grows dark; earth’s rejoicing goes into exile.

There is an outcry in the streets concerning the wine; All joy turns to gloom. The joy of the earth is banished.

There is a cry for wine in the streets, All joy is darkened, The mirth of the land is gone.

There is a crying in the streets because of the wine; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.

In the streets they cry for wine. All joy grows dark; earth’s rejoicing goes into exile.

[ There is] a crying for wine in the streets; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.

They howl in the streets because of what happened to the wine; all joy turns to sorrow; celebrations disappear from the earth.

There is a crying in the streets because of the wine. All joy is darkened. The mirth of the land is gone.

“ But when the king came in to see the guests, he noticed a man there who was not wearing wedding clothes.He asked,‘ How did you get in here without wedding clothes, friend?’ The man was speechless.“ Then the king told the attendants,‘ Tie him hand and foot, and throw him outside, into the darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.’

Alas for that day! For the day of the Lord is near; it will come like destruction from the Almighty.

Let beer be for those who are perishing, wine for those who are in anguish!

They do not cry out to me from their hearts but wail on their beds. They slash themselves, appealing to their gods for grain and new wine, but they turn away from me.

The new wine dries up and the vine withers; all the merrymakers groan.The joyful timbrels are stilled, the noise of the revelers has stopped, the joyful harp is silent.No longer do they drink wine with a song; the beer is bitter to its drinkers.

Joy and gladness are taken away from the orchards; no one sings or shouts in the vineyards; no one treads out wine at the presses, for I have put an end to the shouting.

The elders are gone from the city gate; the young men have stopped their music.Joy is gone from our hearts; our dancing has turned to mourning.

“ But Abraham replied,‘ Son, remember that in your lifetime you received your good things, while Lazarus received bad things, but now he is comforted here and you are in agony.

By the wrath of the Lord Almighty the land will be scorched and the people will be fuel for the fire; they will not spare one another.

Therefore this is what the Lord, the Lord God Almighty, says:“ There will be wailing in all the streets and cries of anguish in every public square. The farmers will be summoned to weep and the mourners to wail.There will be wailing in all the vineyards, for I will pass through your midst,” says the Lord.Woe to you who long for the day of the Lord! Why do you long for the day of the Lord? That day will be darkness, not light.It will be as though a man fled from a lion only to meet a bear, as though he entered his house and rested his hand on the wall only to have a snake bite him.Will not the day of the Lord be darkness, not light— pitch-dark, without a ray of brightness?

and for the land of my people, a land overgrown with thorns and briers— yes, mourn for all houses of merriment and for this city of revelry.

Then they will look toward the earth and see only distress and darkness and fearful gloom, and they will be thrust into utter darkness.

Joy and gladness are gone from the orchards and fields of Moab. I have stopped the flow of wine from the presses; no one treads them with shouts of joy. Although there are shouts, they are not shouts of joy.