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在那日,七個女人必拉住一個男人,說:「我們吃自己的食物,穿自己的衣服,但求你許我們歸你名下;求你除掉我們的羞恥。」 1 In that day seven women will take hold of one man and say, 「We will eat our own food and provide our own clothes; only let us be called by your name. Take away our disgrace!」
到那日,耶和華發生的苗必華美尊榮,地的出產必為以色列逃脫的人顯為榮華茂盛。 2 In that day the Branch of the LORD will be beautiful and glorious, and the fruit of the land will be the pride and glory of the survivors in Israel.
主以公義的靈和焚燒的靈,將錫安女子的污穢洗去,又將耶路撒冷中殺人的血除淨。那時,剩在錫安、留在耶路撒冷的,就是一切住耶路撒冷、在生命冊上記名的,必稱為聖。 3 Those who are left in Zion, who remain in Jerusalem, will be called holy, all who are recorded among the living in Jerusalem.
主以公義的靈和焚燒的靈,將錫安女子的污穢洗去,又將耶路撒冷中殺人的血除淨。那時,剩在錫安、留在耶路撒冷的,就是一切住耶路撒冷、在生命冊上記名的,必稱為聖。 4 The Lord will wash away the filth of the women of Zion; he will cleanse the bloodstains from Jerusalem by a spirit 4:4 Or ((the Spirit)) of judgment and a spirit 4:4 Or ((the Spirit)) of fire.
耶和華也必在錫安全山,並各會眾以上,使白日有煙雲,黑夜有火焰的光。因為在全榮耀之上必有遮蔽。 5 Then the LORD will create over all of Mount Zion and over those who assemble there a cloud of smoke by day and a glow of flaming fire by night; over all the glory will be a canopy.
July 30 "A cup of cold water only." (Matt. 10:42.) WHAT am I to do? I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good work, therefore, any kindness, or any service I can render to any soul of man or animal, let me do it now. Let me not neglect or defer it, for I shall not pass this way again. —An Old Quaker Saying. It isn't the thing you do, dear, It's the thing you leave undone, Which gives you the bitter heartache At the setting of the sun; The tender word unspoken, The letter you did not write, The flower you might have sent, dear, Are your haunting ghosts at night. The stone you might have lifted Out of your brother's way, The bit of heartsome counsel You were hurried too much to say; The loving touch of the hand, dear, The gentle and winsome tone, That you had no time or thought for, With troubles enough of your own. These little acts of kindness, So easily out of mind, These chances to be angels, Which even mortals find- They come in night and silence, Each chill reproachful wraith, When hope is faint and flagging, And a blight has dropped on faith. For life is all too short, dear. And sorrow is all too great, To suffer our slow compassion That tarries until too late. And it's not the thing you do, dear, It's the thing you leave undone, Which gives you the bitter heartache, At the setting of the sun. ─Adelaide Proctor. Give what you have; to someone it may be better than you dare to think. ─Longfellow.