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這樣的人你豈睜眼看他嗎?又叫我來受審嗎? 3 Do you fix your eye on such a one? Will you bring him 14:3 Septuagint, Vulgate and Syriac; Hebrew ((me)) before you for judgment?
人也是如此,躺下不再起來,等到天沒有了,仍不得復醒,也不得從睡中喚醒。 12 so man lies down and does not rise; till the heavens are no more, men will not awake or be roused from their sleep.
惟願你把我藏在陰間,存於隱密處,等你的忿怒過去;願你為我定了日期,記念我。 13 「If only you would hide me in the grave 14:13 Hebrew ((Sheol)) and conceal me till your anger has passed! If only you would set me a time and then remember me!
人若死了豈能再活呢?我只要在我一切爭戰的日子,等我被釋放〔或譯:改變〕的時候來到。 14 If a man dies, will he live again? All the days of my hard service I will wait for my renewal 14:14 Or ((release)) to come.
August 6 "Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south, blow upon my garden, that the spice thereof may flow out!"(Song of Solomon 4:16.) Look at the meaning of this prayer a moment. Its root is found in the fact that, as delicious odors may lie latent in a spice tree, so graces may lie unexercised and undeveloped in a Christian's heart. There is many a plant of profession: but from the ground there breathes forth no fragrance of holy affections or of godly deeds. The same winds blow on the thistle bush and on the spice tree, but it is only one of them which given out rich odors. Sometimes God sends severe blasts of trial upon His children to develop their graces. Just as torches burn most brightly when swung to and fro; just as the juniper plant smells sweetest when flung into the flames; so the richest qualities of a Christian often come out under the north wind of suffering and adversity. Bruised hearts often emit the fragrance that God loveth to smell. "I had a tiny box, a precious box Of human love-my spikenard of great price; I kept it close within my heart of hearts, And scarce would lift the lid lest it should waste Its perfume on the air. One day a strange Deep sorrow came with crushing weight, and fell Upon my costly treasure, sweet and rare, And broke the box to atoms. All my heart Rose in dismay and sorrow at this waste, But as I mourned, behold a miracle Of grace Divine. My human love was changed To Heaven's own, and poured in healing streams On other broken hearts, while soft and clear A voice a above me whispered, "Child of Mine, With comfort wherewith thou art comforted, From this time forth, go comfort others, And thou shalt know blest fellowship with Me, Whose broken heart of love hath healed the world."