And Tamar put ashes on her head and tore the long robe that she wore. And she laid her hand on her head and went away, crying aloud as she went.
Job 2:8 - English Standard Version 2016 And he took a piece of broken pottery with which to scrape himself while he sat in the ashes. 更多版本King James Version (Oxford) 1769 And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself withal; and he sat down among the ashes. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition And he took a piece of broken pottery with which to scrape himself, and he sat [down] among the ashes. American Standard Version (1901) And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself therewith; and he sat among the ashes. Common English Bible Job took a piece of broken pottery to scratch himself and sat down on a mound of ashes. Catholic Public Domain Version So he took a shard of earthenware and scraped the discharge, while sitting on a heap of refuse. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version And he took a potsherd and scraped the corrupt matter, sitting on a dunghill. |
And Tamar put ashes on her head and tore the long robe that she wore. And she laid her hand on her head and went away, crying aloud as she went.
When Mordecai learned all that had been done, Mordecai tore his clothes and put on sackcloth and ashes, and went out into the midst of the city, and he cried out with a loud and bitter cry.
And in every province, wherever the king’s command and his decree reached, there was great mourning among the Jews, with fasting and weeping and lamenting, and many of them lay in sackcloth and ashes.
Then his wife said to him, “Do you still hold fast your integrity? Curse God and die.”
to grant to those who mourn in Zion— to give them a beautiful headdress instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, the garment of praise instead of a faint spirit; that they may be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he may be glorified.
O daughter of my people, put on sackcloth, and roll in ashes; make mourning as for an only son, most bitter lamentation, for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.
and shout aloud over you and cry out bitterly. They cast dust on their heads and wallow in ashes;
The word reached the king of Nineveh, and he arose from his throne, removed his robe, covered himself with sackcloth, and sat in ashes.
“Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida! For if the mighty works done in you had been done in Tyre and Sidon, they would have repented long ago in sackcloth and ashes.