And all the guests of Adonijah were afraid, and rose up, and went every man his way.
Isaiah 21:4 - American Standard Version (1901) My heart fluttereth, horror hath affrighted me; the twilight that I desired hath been turned into trembling unto me. 更多版本King James Version (Oxford) 1769 My heart panted, fearfulness affrighted me: the night of my pleasure hath he turned into fear unto me. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition My mind reels and wanders, horror terrifies me. [In my mind's eye I am at the feast of Belshazzar. I see the defilement of the golden vessels taken from God's temple, I watch the handwriting appear on the wall–I know that Babylon's great king is to be slain.] The twilight I looked forward to with pleasure has been turned into fear and trembling for me. [Dan. 5.] Common English Bible My heart pounds; convulsions overpower me. He has turned my evening of pleasure into dread— Catholic Public Domain Version My heart withered. The darkness stupefied me. Babylon, my beloved, has become a wonder to me. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version My heart failed, darkness amazed me: Babylon my beloved is become a wonder to me. English Standard Version 2016 My heart staggers; horror has appalled me; the twilight I longed for has been turned for me into trembling. |
And all the guests of Adonijah were afraid, and rose up, and went every man his way.
Haman said moreover, Yea, Esther the queen did let no man come in with the king unto the banquet that she had prepared but myself; and to-morrow also am I invited by her together with the king.
And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! Then would I fly away, and be at rest.
My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart; my heart is disquieted in me; I cannot hold my peace; because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
When they are heated, I will make their feast, and I will make them drunken, that they may rejoice, and sleep a perpetual sleep, and not wake, saith Jehovah.
And I will make drunk her princes and her wise men, her governors and her deputies, and her mighty men; and they shall sleep a perpetual sleep, and not wake, saith the King, whose name is Jehovah of hosts.
Belshazzar the king made a great feast to a thousand of his lords, and drank wine before the thousand.
In the same hour came forth the fingers of a man’s hand, and wrote over against the candlestick upon the plaster of the wall of the king’s palace: and the king saw the part of the hand that wrote.
For entangled like thorns, and drunken as with their drink, they are consumed utterly as dry stubble.
In the morning thou shalt say, Would it were even! and at even thou shalt say, Would it were morning! for the fear of thy heart which thou shalt fear, and for the sight of thine eyes which thou shalt see.
As an eagle that stirreth up her nest, That fluttereth over her young, He spread abroad his wings, he took them, He bare them on his pinions.