A voice was saying,“ Cry out!” Another said,“ What should I cry out?”“ All humanity is grass, and all its goodness is like the flower of the field.

有人声说：“你喊叫吧！”有一个说：“我喊叫什么呢？”说：“凡有血气的尽都如草；他的美容都像野地的花。

有声音说：“你喊叫吧！”我说：“我喊叫什么呢？”凡有血肉之躯的尽都如草，他的一切荣美像野地的花。

有声音说：“你喊叫吧！”我说：“我喊叫什么呢？”凡有血肉之躯的尽都如草，他的一切荣美像野地的花。

有声音说：“呼喊吧！”我问道：“我呼喊什么呢？”那声音说：“芸芸众生尽如草，荣华富贵像野地的花。

有声音说：“你呼喊吧！”他问（“他问”或参照《死海古卷》和《七十士译本》翻译为“我说”）：“我呼喊什么呢？”“所有的人尽都如草；他们的荣美都像野地的花。

有声音说：“呼喊吧！”我就问：“我呼喊什么呢？”凡有血肉的都像草，他们一切的荣美就像野地的花。

有人聲說：你喊叫吧！有一個說：我喊叫甚麼呢？說：凡有血氣的盡都如草；他的美容都像野地的花。

有聲音說：「你喊叫吧！」我說：「我喊叫甚麼呢？」凡有血肉之軀的盡都如草，他的一切榮美像野地的花。

有聲音說：「你喊叫吧！」我說：「我喊叫甚麼呢？」凡有血肉之軀的盡都如草，他的一切榮美像野地的花。

有聲音說：「呼喊吧！」我問道：「我呼喊什麼呢？」那聲音說：「芸芸眾生盡如草，榮華富貴像野地的花。

有聲音說：“你呼喊吧！”他問（“他問”或參照《死海古卷》和《七十士譯本》翻譯為“我說”）：“我呼喊甚麼呢？”“所有的人盡都如草；他們的榮美都像野地的花。

有個聲音說：『你喊叫吧！』就有一個說：『我喊叫甚麼？』血肉之人盡都如草，他的美麗都像野地之花。

有聲音說：「呼喊吧！」我就問：「我呼喊什麼呢？」凡有血肉的都像草，他們一切的榮美就像野地的花。

有聲曰、當號呼、曰、我呼云何、曰、凡有血氣者如草、其美容如田野之花、

有聲告我曰、爾當號呼、我曰、呼當若何、曰、庶民惟草、其榮如花、

有聲曰、爾當宣告、問曰、我當何所宣告、曰、凡有血氣者如草、其榮如田野之花、

A voice says,“ Cry out.” And I said,“ What shall I cry?”“ All people are like grass, and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.

Another messenger says,“ Cry out.” And I said,“ What should I cry?”“ Cry out,‘ All people are like grass. They don’t stay faithful to me any longer than wildflowers last.

A voice says,“ Cry!” And I said,“ What shall I cry?” All flesh is grass, and all its beauty is like the flower of the field.

A voice said,“ Shout!” I asked,“ What should I shout?”“ Shout that people are like the grass. Their beauty fades as quickly as the flowers in a field.

A voice says,“ Call out.” Then he answered,“ What shall I call out?” All flesh is grass, and all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.

The voice said,“ Cry out!” And he said,“ What shall I cry?”“ All flesh is grass, And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.

The voice of one saying, Cry. And one said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field.

A voice was saying,“ Cry out!” Another said,“ What should I cry out?”“ All humanity is grass, and all its goodness is like the flower of the field.

The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh[ is] grass, and all the goodliness thereof[ is] as the flower of the field:

A voice says,“ Cry out!” Another asks,“ What should I cry out?” The first voice responds:“ All people are like grass, and all their promises are like the flowers in the field.

The voice of one saying,“ Cry!” One said,“ What shall I cry?”“ All flesh is like grass, and all its glory is like the flower of the field.

For All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like a flower of the grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls,but the word of the Lord endures forever. And this word is the gospel that was proclaimed to you.

As for man, his days are like grass— he blooms like a flower of the field;when the wind passes over it, it vanishes, and its place is no longer known.

My days are like a lengthening shadow, and I wither away like grass.

but let the rich boast in his humiliation because he will pass away like a flower of the field.For the sun rises and, together with the scorching wind, dries up the grass; its flower falls off, and its beautiful appearance perishes. In the same way, the rich person will wither away while pursuing his activities.

He blossoms like a flower, then withers; he flees like a shadow and does not last.

though the wicked sprout like grass and all evildoers flourish, they will be eternally destroyed.

“ Cry out loudly, don’t hold back! Raise your voice like a ram’s horn. Tell my people their transgression and the house of Jacob their sins.

You end their lives; they sleep. They are like grass that grows in the morning—in the morning it sprouts and grows; by evening it withers and dries up.

The Spirit of the Lord GOD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to bring good news to the poor. He has sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives and freedom to the prisoners;to proclaim the year of the LORD’s favor, and the day of our God’s vengeance; to comfort all who mourn,

Cry out and sing, citizen of Zion, for the Holy One of Israel is among you in his greatness.”

For there will be a day when watchmen will call out in the hill country of Ephraim,“ Come, let’s go up to Zion, to the LORD our God!”

Their inhabitants have become powerless, dismayed, and ashamed. They are plants of the field, tender grass, grass on the rooftops, blasted by the east wind.

A voice of one crying out: Prepare the way of the LORD in the wilderness; make a straight highway for our God in the desert.

“ Go and announce directly to Jerusalem that this is what the LORD says: I remember the loyalty of your youth, your love as a bride— how you followed me in the wilderness, in a land not sown.

Blow the ram’s horn in Gibeah, the trumpet in Ramah; raise the war cry in Beth-aven: Look behind you, Benjamin!