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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.
October 20 "And the peace of God, which transcends all our powers of thought, will be a garrison to guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus."(Phil. 4:7) (Weymouth.) THERE is what is called the "cushion of the sea." Down beneath the surface that is agitated by storms, and driven about with winds, there is a part of the sea that is never stirred. When we dredge the bottom and bring up the remains of animal and vegetable life we find that they give evidence of not having been disturbed in the least, for hundreds and thousands of years. The peace of God is that eternal calm which, like the cushion of the sea, lies far too deep down to be reached by any external trouble and disturbance; and he who enters into the presence of God, becomes partaker of that undisturbed and undisturbable calm. —Dr. A. T. Pierson. When winds are raging o'er the upper ocean, And billows wild contend with angry roar, 'Tis said, far down beneath the wild commotion, That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore. Far, far beneath, the noise of tempest dieth, And silver waves chime ever peacefully, And no rude storm, how fierce foe'er it flieth, Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea. So to the heart that knows Thy love, O Purest, There is a temple sacred evermore, And all the babble of life's angry voices Dies in hushed silence at its peaceful door. Far, far away, the roar of passion dieth, And loving thoughts rise calm and peacefully, And no rude storm, how fierce soe'er it fieth, Disturbs the soul that dwells, O Lord, in Thee. -Harriet Beecher Stowe. "The Pilgrim they laid in a large upper chamber facing the sun-rising. The name of the chamber was peace." -Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress.