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耶和華啊,求你憐恤我,因為我在急難之中;我的眼睛因憂愁而乾癟,連我的身心也不安舒。 9 Be merciful to me, O LORD, for I am in distress; my eyes grow weak with sorrow, my soul and my body with grief.
我的生命為愁苦所消耗;我的年歲為歎息所曠廢。我的力量因我的罪孽衰敗;我的骨頭也枯乾。 10 My life is consumed by anguish and my years by groaning; my strength fails because of my affliction, 31:10 Or ((guilt)) and my bones grow weak.
我因一切敵人成了羞辱,在我的鄰舍跟前更甚;那認識我的都懼怕我,在外頭看見我的都躲避我。 11 Because of all my enemies, I am the utter contempt of my neighbors; I am a dread to my friends-- those who see me on the street flee from me.
我聽見了許多人的讒謗,四圍都是驚嚇;他們一同商議攻擊我的時候,就圖謀要害我的性命。 13 For I hear the slander of many; there is terror on every side; they conspire against me and plot to take my life.
耶和華啊,求你叫我不致羞愧,因為我曾呼籲你;求你使惡人羞愧,使他們在陰間緘默無聲。 17 Let me not be put to shame, O LORD, for I have cried out to you; but let the wicked be put to shame and lie silent in the grave. 31:17 Hebrew ((Sheol))
敬畏你、投靠你的人,你為他們所積存的,在世人面前所施行的恩惠是何等大呢! 19 How great is your goodness, which you have stored up for those who fear you, which you bestow in the sight of men on those who take refuge in you.
你必把他們藏在你面前的隱密處,免得遇見人的計謀;你必暗暗地保守他們在亭子裏,免受口舌的爭鬧。 20 In the shelter of your presence you hide them from the intrigues of men; in your dwelling you keep them safe from accusing tongues.
至於我,我曾急促地說:我從你眼前被隔絕。然而,我呼求你的時候,你仍聽我懇求的聲音。 22 In my alarm I said, 「I am cut off from your sight!」 Yet you heard my cry for mercy when I called to you for help.
April 17 "The hand of the Lord hath wrought this."(Job 12:9.) SEVERAL years ago there was found in an African mine the most magnificent diamond in the world's history. It was presented to the King of England to blaze in his crown of state. The King sent it to Amsterdam to be cut. It was put into the hands of an expert lapidary. And what do you suppose he did with it? He took the gem of priceless value, and cut a notch in it. Then he struck it a hard blow with his instrument, and lo! the superb jewel lay in his hand cleft in twain. What recklessness! What wastefulness! what criminal carelessness! Not so. For days and weeks that blow had been studied and planned. Drawings and models had been made of the gem. Its quality, its defects, its lines of cleavage had all been studied with minutest care. The man to whom it was committed was one of the most skillful lapidaries in the world. Do you say that blow was a mistake? Nay. It was the climax of the lapidary's skill. When he struck that blow, he did the one thing which would bring that gem to its most perfect shapeliness, radiance, and jewelled splendor. that blow which seemed to ruin the superb precious stone was, in fact, its perfect redemption. For, from those two halves were wrought the two magnificent gems which the skilled eye of the lapidary saw hidden in the rough, uncut stone as it came from the mine. So, sometimes, God lets a stinging blow fall upon your life. The blood spurts. The nerves wince. The soul cries out in agony. The blow seems to you an apalling mistake. But it is not, for you are the most priceless jewel in the world to God. And He is the most skilled lapidary in the universe. Some day you are to blaze in the diadem of the King. As you lie in His hand now He knows just how to deal with you. Not a blow will be permitted to fall upon your shrinking soul but that the love of God permits it, and works out from its depths, blessing and spiritual enrichment unseen, and unthought of by you. ─J. H. McC. In one of George MacDonald's books occurs this fragment of conversation: "I wonder why God made me," said Mrs. Faber bitterly. "I'm sure I don't know what was the use of making me!" "Perhaps not much yet," said Dorothy, "but then He hasn't done with you yet. He is making you now, and you are quarreling with the process." If men would but believe that they are in process of creation, and consent to be made─let the Maker handle them as the potter the clay, yielding themselves in resplendent motion and submissive, hopeful action with the turning of His wheel─they would ere long find themselves able to welcome every pressure of that hand on them, even when it was felt in pain; and sometimes not only to believe but to recognize the Divine end in view, the bringing of a son unto glory. "Not a single shaft can hit, Till the God of love sees fit."