American Standard Version (1901)
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat; my soul desireth the first-ripe fig.
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Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat; my soul desireth the first-ripe fig.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat; my soul desireth the first-ripe fig.
Kai loe khosak bing boeh! Kai loe nipui tue ah pakhrik ih thingthai baktih, misurtui takha thung ih misurthaih kanghmat baktiah ni ka oh boeh; caak han misurthaih om ai, ka caak han koeh ih athai tangsuek thingthai doeh om ai.
Ya-oe kai aih he, khohal cangah bang maila, misurbit loh a yoep hnukah, a su aka om pawt bangla ka om. Thaihloe caak hamla ka hinglu loh a ngaidam.
Ya-oe kai aih he, khohal cangah bang maila, misurbit loh a yoep hnukah, a su aka om pawt bangla ka om. Thaihloe caak hamla ka hinglu loh a ngaidam.
A UWE ia'u! no ka mea, ua like au me ka ohi ai ana o ke kau, E like me na koena huawaina o ka ohi ana: Aohe huhui e ai ai; makemake iho la kuu naau i ka hua fiku mua.
Woe is me! For I am like one gathering summer fruit at the gleaning of the vineyard; there is no cluster to eat, no early fig that I crave.
Ala malè pou mwen, mezanmi! Mwen tankou yon moun ki grangou nan mitan sezon rekòt epi ki pa jwenn yon ti fwi sou pyebwa, ni yon ti grenn rezen pou m' mete nan bouch mwen. Tout rezen fin keyi. Tout bon fig frans fin tonbe.
[Væ mihi, quia factus sum sicut qui colligit in autumno racemos vindemiæ ! non est botrus ad comedendum, præcoquas ficus desideravit anima mea.
Sorrow is mine! for I am as when they have got in the summer fruits, like the last of the grapes: there is nothing for food, not even an early fig for my desire.
Malheur à moi ! car je suis comme quand on a fait la cueillette des fruits d’été, comme les grappillages lors de la vendange : pas une grappe de raisin à manger ! aucun fruit précoce que mon âme désirait !
Běda mně, že jsem jako paběrek úrod letních, jako paběrkové po vinobraní. Není žádného hroznu k jídlu, prvotiny z ovoce žádá duše má.
Wanginla finsrak luk! Nga oana sie mwet masrinsral su tia ku in konauk fokinsak ulun sak uh, ac wangin pac grape ke oa in grape uh. Grape nukewa ac fig emwem nukewa kinkinla tari.
Misery é meu! Na verdade, sou como quem recolhe as frutas de verão, como respigadores da vinha. Não há cacho de uvas para comer. Minha alma deseja comer o figo primitivo.
Vai mie! Pentru că sunt ca după adunatul fructelor de vară, precum strugurii culeși pe urma recoltei; nu este niciun ciorchine de mâncat, sufletul meu a dorit întâiul rod copt al fructelor.
Alas for me! for I am become as one gathering straw in harvest, and as one gathering grape-gleanings in the vintage, when there is no cluster for me to eat the first-ripe fruit: alas my soul!
မျှော်လင့်ချက်ကုန်ပြီ၊ ငါသည်ဆာလောင် သဖြင့် အပင်မှအသီးကိုသော်လည်းကောင်း၊ စပျစ်နွယ်မှစပျစ်သီးကိုသော်လည်းကောင်း ရှာသော်လည်း တစ်လုံးကိုမျှမတွေ့ရသော သူကဲ့သို့ဖြစ်၏။ စပျစ်သီးရှိသမျှနှင့်စား ချင်ဖွယ်ကောင်းသောသဖန်းသီးရှိသမျှ ကိုဆွတ်ခူးသွားကြပြီ။-
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer-fruits, as the grape-gleanings of the vintage. There is no cluster to eat; there is no early fruit [which] my soul desired.
Wehe mir! Denn mir ist es wie bei der Obstlese, wie bei der Nachlese der Weinernte: keine Traube zu essen! Keine Frühfeige, die meine Seele begehrt!
Ai mij! want ik ben, als wanneer de zomervruchten zijn ingezameld; als wanneer de nalezingen in den wijnoogst geschied zijn; er is geen druif om te eten; mijn ziel begeert vroegrijpe vrucht.
Wee mij; ik ben als een vruchten-plukker, Als hij nalezing houdt na de oogst: Er is geen druif meer om te eten, Geen vroege vijg, waarnaar ik smacht.
AHI lasso me! perciocchè io son divenuto come quando si son fatte le ricolte de' frutti della state; come quando si è racimolato dopo la vendemmia; non vi è più grappolo da mangiare; l'anima mia ha desiderato un frutto primaticcio.
Woe is me, for I am become as one that gleaneth in autumn the grapes of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat, my soul desired the firstripe figs.
Woe is me, for I am as the sommer gatherings, and as the grapes of the vintage: there is no cluster to eate: my soule desired the first ripe fruites.
Woe is me! I live where the summer fruits are gathered, And the vintage is gleaned; There is no cluster to eat; I long for the first-ripe fig.
Ve mig! Det går mig som ved Frugthøst, ved Vinhøstens Efterslæt: Ikke en Drue at spise, ej en Figen, min Sjæl har Lyst til!
Woe is me! for I am as in the gathering of the summer-fruits, as in the grape-gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat, no first-ripe fruit for which my soul longeth.
Woe is me! for I am as the last of the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage; there is no cluster to eat; nor first-ripe fig which my soul desireth.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit.
Khốn nạn cho ta! vì ta như khi đã hái trái mùa hạ rồi, và như nho đã mót lại, không có một buồng nho để ăn, trái vả đầu mùa mà linh hồn ta vẫn ước ao cũng không có.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, As the grapegleanings of the vintage: There is no cluster to eat: My soul desired the firstripe fruit.
ʻOiau ʻeku mamahi! He ʻoku ou hangē kuo ʻosi ʻae tānaki ʻoe ngaahi fua ʻoe faʻahitaʻu mafana, hangē ko e toenga kālepi ʻoe toʻukai: ʻoku ʻikai ha fuhinga kālepi ke kai: naʻe holi hoku loto ki he ʻuluaki toʻukai.
Malheur à moi! Car je suis comme lorsqu'on a cueilli les fruits d'été, comme les grappillages de la vendange. Il n'y a point de grappes à manger, point de ces figues hâtives que désire mon âme.
Ho ve al mi! ĉar mi fariĝis kiel kolektanto de someraj fruktoj kaj de restaĵo de vinberoj, kiu ne trovas beron manĝeblan; bonan maturan frukton deziras mia animo.
Malheur à moi! Car je suis comme à la récolte des fruits, Comme au grappillage après la vendange: Il n’y a point de grappes à manger, Point de ces primeurs que mon âme désire.
Ach, es geht mir wie einem, der im Weinberge nachliest, da man keine Trauben findet zu essen, und wollte doch gerne die besten Früchte haben.
Alas for me! for I am become as one gathering straw in harvest, and as one gathering grape-gleanings in the vintage, when there is no cluster for me to eat the first-ripe fruit: alas my soul!
Alas for me! for I am become as one gathering straw in harvest, and as one gathering grape-gleanings in the vintage, when there is no cluster for me to eat the first-ripe fruit: alas my soul!
Woe is me! For I am like one gathering summer fruit at the gleaning of the vineyard; there is no cluster to eat, no early fig that I crave.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape-gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the first ripe fruit.
Woe, woe is me, for I have become like a field after harvest, like a vineyard after gathering; not a cluster of grapes to eat, not a fig that anyone desires.
Woe, woe is me, for I have become like a field after harvest, like a vineyard after gathering; not a cluster of grapes to eat, not a fig that anyone desires.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat; my soul desireth the firstripe fig.
Ahimè! ch’io mi trovo come dopo la raccolta de’ frutti, come dopo la racimolatura, quand’è fatta la vendemmia; non v’è più grappolo da mangiare; l’anima mia brama invano un fico primaticcio.
Malheur à moi ! En effet, je suis comme celui qui ramasse les fruits d’été, comme au temps du grappillage de la vigne. Il n’y a pas de grappe à manger. Mon âme désire une figue précoce.
¡AY de mí! que he venido á ser como cuando han cogido los frutos del verano, como cuando han rebuscado después de la vendimia, que no queda racimo para comer; mi alma deseó primeros frutos.
¡Pobre de mí! Me siento como el que busca fruta de verano o sobras en la viña, y no encuentra ni un racimo de uvas para comer. ¡Cómo deseo probar un higo maduro!
¡Ay de mí! Porque soy como cuando han recogido los frutos del verano, como los rebuscos de la vendimia. No queda ni un racimo de uvas para comer; mi alma desea la breva.
Teško meni! Postao sam kao žetelac ljeti, kao trgač poslije jematve: nema bobice grožđa da je pozobljem, nema smokve ranke za kojom žudim!
Teško meni! Jer sam kao kad se obere letina, kao kad se pabirči posle branja vinogradskog; nema grozda za jelo, ranog voća želi duša moja.
Weh mir! Denn es ist mir ergangen wie bei der Obstlese, wie bei der Nachlese in der Weinernte: Keine Traube mehr zum Essen, keine Frühfeige, nach der mich's gelüstete!
Alas for me! for I am become as one gathering straw in harvest, and as one gathering grape gleanings in the vintage, when there is no cluster for me to eat the first-ripe fruit: alas my soul!
אַ֣לְלַי לִ֗י כִּ֤י הָיִ֨יתִי֙ כְּאָסְפֵּי־קַ֔יִץ כְּעֹלְלֹ֖ת בָּצִ֑יר אֵין־אֶשְׁכּ֣וֹל לֶאֱכ֔וֹל בִּכּוּרָ֖ה אִוְּתָ֥ה נַפְשִֽׁי׃
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
My woe [is] to me, for I have been As gatherings of summer-fruit, As gleanings of harvest, There is no cluster to eat, The first-ripe fruit desired hath my soul.
ΟΙΜΟΙ, ὅτι ἐγενήθην ὡς συνάγων καλάμην ἐν ἀμήτῳ, καὶ ὡς ἐπιφυλλίδα ἐν τρυγητῷ, οὐχ ὑπάρχοντος βότρυος τοῦ φαγεῖν τὰ πρωτόγονα. οἴμοι, ψυχή,
Οἴμοι, ὅτι ἐγενήθην ὡς συνάγων καλάμην ἐν ἀμητῷ, καὶ ὡς ἐπιφυλλίδα ἐν τρυγητῳ, οὐχ ὑπάρχοντος βότρυος τοῦ φαγεῖν τὰ πρωτόγονα. οἴμοι ψυχὴ,
Вай де мине! Кэч паркэ сунт ла стрынӂеря поамелор ши ла стрынӂеря бобицелор дупэ кулесул стругурилор: ну май есте ничун стругуре де мынкаре, нич чя динтый смокинэ, доритэ де суфлетул меу!
Горе менї! я стою оце, неначе по жнивах, мов у виноградї по зборах: анї ягодки, щоб зʼїсти, анї иншого спілого плоду, якого душа бажає.
Горе менї! я стою оце, неначе по жнивах, мов у виноградї по зборах: анї ягодки, щоб зʼїсти, анї иншого спілого плоду, якого душа бажає.
Тешко мени! Јер сам као кад се обере летина, као кад се пабирчи после брања виноградског; нема грозда за јело, раног воћа жели душа моја.
Горе мне! ибо со мною теперь - как по собрании летних плодов, как по уборке винограда: ни одной ягоды для еды, ни спелого плода, которого желает душа моя.
אַ֣לְלַי לִ֗י כִּ֤י הָיִ֙יתִי֙ כְּאָסְפֵּי־קַ֔יִץ כְּעֹלְלֹ֖ת בָּצִ֑יר אֵין־אֶשְׁכֹּ֣ול לֶאֱכֹ֔ול בִּכּוּרָ֖ה אִוְּתָ֥ה נַפְשִֽׁי׃
אללי לי כי הייתי כאספי קיץ כעללת בציר אין אשכול לאכול בכורה אותה נפשי׃
وَيْلٌ لِي! لِأَنِّي صِرْتُ كَجَنَى ٱلصَّيْفِ، كَخُصَاصَةِ ٱلْقِطَافِ، لَا عُنْقُودَ لِلْأَكْلِ وَلَا بَاكُورَةَ تِينَةٍ ٱشْتَهَتْهَا نَفْسِي.
وای بر من زیرا که مثل جمع کردن میوهها ومانند چیدن انگورهایی شدهام که نه خوشهای برای خوراک دارد و نه نوبر انجیری که جان من آن را میخواهد.
ငါ သည် အ မင်္ဂလာရှိ၏။ နွေ ကာလ၌ ဆွတ် သော သင်္ဘောသဖန်းသီးကဲ့သို့ ၎င်း ၊ လိုက်၍ ကောက် သော စပျစ်သီး အကျန်အကြွင်းကဲ့သို့ ၎င်း ငါဖြစ် ၏။ စား စရာဘို့ စပျစ်သီးပြွတ် မ ရှိ။ အဦး မှည့်သော သင်္ဘောသဖန်းသီး ကို ငါ တောင့်တ ရ၏။
재앙이로다 나여, 나는 여름 실과를 딴 후와 포도를 거둔 후 같아서 먹을 송이가 없으며 내 마음에 사모하는 처음 익은 무화과가 없도다
ああ、なんと惨めなのか。 夏の果実を集め終えた後、 ぶどう畑で残りを拾う者のようだ。 食べるぶどうの房はなく、 私が切に求める初なりのいちじくもない。
我有祸了! 我就像收尽夏天的果子,又像摘尽葡萄园的遗穗。 没有一串葡萄可吃; 我的心渴想吃初熟的无花果。
哀哉!我 好像夏天的果子已被收尽, 又像摘了葡萄所剩下的, 没有一挂可吃的; 我心羡慕初熟的无花果。
哀哉!我 好像夏天的果子已被收盡, 又像摘了葡萄所剩下的, 沒有一掛可吃的; 我心羨慕初熟的無花果。
Ai de mim! Porque sou como quando os frutos do verão são colhidos, como quando são tiradas as sobras das uvas da vindima, de modo que não resta cacho de uvas para comer; minha alma deseja frutos.
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Namâlagîrira! bulya kwo nkola ndi nk’owahumbûlaga amalehe canda, nka malehe ga mizâbîbu gàhumbûlagwa enyuma ly’okusârûla; ntà cihadu cankacirîbwa, ciru mpâga irehe ly’omutini ndi nacifinja!
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Wehe mir, denn es geht mir wie denen, welche Obst einsammeln, welche im Herbst Nachlese halten: Keine Traube mehr gibt es zu essen, keine Frühfeige, nach welcher doch meine Seele verlangt!
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¡Ay de mí! porque yo soy como cuando recogen las frutas en verano después de la cosecha, como la última de las uvas; no hay racimo de uvas para comer, mi alma desea los primeros frutos.
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¡Ay de mí! Porque soy como el último de los frutos de verano, como el rebusco después de la cosecha, cuando ya no queda racimo que comer. Mi alma deseó el fruto maduro.
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Woe is me! For I am become like a gathering of kayitz (summer fruit), like a gleaning of the vintage; there is no grape cluster to eat, none of the early figs my nefesh desired.
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