Avy ly `l SHbry nKHlh mkty vAny Amrty Ak zh KHly vASHAnv

vae mihi super contritione mea pessima plaga mea ego autem dixi plane haec infirmitas mea est et portabo illam

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous; but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

Woe is me for my hurt! My wound is severe. But I say, “Truly this is an infirmity, And I must bear it.”

Woe is me for my hurt! My wound is grievous; but I said, “Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.”

Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is my grief, and I must bear it.

Woe is me, for my wound! My stroke is hard to heal, and I had said, Yea, this is my grief, and I will bear it.

Woe is me for my destruction, my wound is very grievous. But I said: Truly this is my own evil, and I will bear it.

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is my grief, and I must bear it.

Woe is me because of my hurt! My wound is grievous. But I said, “Truly this is an affliction, and I must bear it.”

Oh, I'm wounded! My wound is serious. Then I thought that this is my punishment, and I will bear it.

Woe to me because of my brokenness-- I am severely wounded! I exclaimed, "This is my intense suffering, but I must bear it."

Woe is me because of my injury. My wound is severe. I said, "Truly this is my sickness, and I must bear it.

And I cried out, "We are doomed! Our wound is severe! We once thought, 'This is only an illness. And we will be able to bear it!'

Woe is me, because of my injury! My wound is incurable. But I said, "Truly this is a sickness, And I must bear it."

Woe to me because of my injury! My wound is incurable! Yet I said to myself, "This is my sickness, and I must endure it."

My wound is severe, and my grief is great. My sickness is incurable, but I must bear it.

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.

‘A terrible thing has happened to us! We have received a very bad wound. We thought, “We are very ill, but one day we will get better.”

Wo to me for my breaking, Grievious hath been my smiting, And I said, Only, this [is] my sickness, and I bear it.

It is bad for me because I am hurt! My sore cannot be healed. But I said, “For sure this sickness is mine, and I must suffer with it.”

When I think of what is about to happen, I can’t begin to express my hurt; the wound is so deep, so painful. But I keep telling myself, “This sickness is mine to bear.”

Desperate is my wound. My grief is great. My sickness is incurable, but I must bear it.

I face disaster because of my injuries. My wounds are incurable. However, I thought, “This is my punishment, and somehow I must endure it.”

Woe is me, because of my injury! My wound is desperately sick. But I said, “Truly this is a sickness, And I must bear it.”

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous, but I said, Truly this is my sickness, and I must bear it.

Woe to me because of my brokenness— I am severely wounded! I exclaimed, “This is my intense suffering, but I must bear it.”

Woe is me because of my hurt! [says Jeremiah, speaking for the nation.] My wound is grievous and incurable. But I said, Surely this sickness and suffering and grief are mine, and I must endure, tolerate, and bear them.

How terrible it will be for me because of my injury. My wound cannot be healed. Yet I told myself, “This is my sickness; I must suffer through it.”

But it’s a black day for me! Hopelessly wounded, I said, “Why, oh why did I think I could bear it?” My house is ruined— the roof caved in. Our children are gone— we’ll never see them again. No one left to help in rebuilding, no one to make a new start!

Woe to me because of my wound! My injury is severe! But I said, “Yes, this is my suffering, and I must bear it.”

Woe is me because of my hurt! My wound is severe. But I said, “Truly this is my punishment, and I must bear it.”

The people of Jerusalem cried out, “How badly we are hurt! Our wounds will not heal. And we thought this was something we could endure!

Woe to me on my sorrow, my wound is full evil; forsooth I said, Plainly this is my sickness, and I shall bear it. (Woe to me for my sorrow, my wound is very bad; but I said, Truly this is my plight, and I shall bear it.)

The people answered, “We are wounded and doomed to die. Why did we say we could stand the pain?

Woe is me because of my hurt! My wound is grievous. But I said, “Truly this is an affliction, and I must bear it.”

Woe is me because of my hurt! My wound is severe. But I said, “Truly this is my punishment, and I must bear it.”

Woe is me because of my hurt! My wound is severe. But I said, ‘Truly this is my punishment, and I must bear it.’

How terrible for me, due to my injury; my wound is terrible. Yet I said to myself: This is my sickness, and I must bear it.

“Woe to me because of my [spiritual] brokenness!” [says Jeremiah, speaking for the nation.] “My wound is incurable.” But I said, “Surely this sickness and suffering and grief are mine, And I must bear it.”

Woe is me because of my hurt! My wound is grievous. But I said, “Truly this is an affliction, and I must bear it.”

Woe is me! I am undone, my wound is beyond healing. Yet I had thought: if I make light of my sickness, I can bear it.

Woe to me, because of my injury! My wound is incurable. But I said, “This certainly is a sickness, And I must endure it.”

·How terrible it will be for me [Woe to me] because of my ·injury [fracture]. My wound ·cannot be healed [is severe]. Yet I told myself, “This is my ·sickness [or punishment]; I must ·suffer through [endure] it.”

Oy to me because of my brokenness! My wound is incurable. Yet I said, “This is simply a sickness and I must bear it.”

Woe is me because of my hurt! My wound is grievous. But I said, “Truly this is an affliction, and I must bear it.”

How terrible it will be for me! I’ve been wounded! And my wound can’t be healed! In spite of that, I said to myself, “I’m sick. But I’ll have to put up with it.”

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

Woe to me because of my wound! My injury is incurable! I used to say, “It’s only an illness, and I can bear it.”

Woe is me because of my hurt! My wound is severe. But I said, ‘Truly this is my punishment, and I must bear it.’

Oy li! (woe is me) for my disaster! My wound is grievous; but I said, Truly this is a sickness, and I must bear it.

Oh, I’m wounded! My wound is serious. Then I thought that this is my punishment, and I will bear it.

Woe is me because of my brokenness! My wound is grievous. But I said, “Truly this is an illness, and I must bear it.”

I am hurt badly. I am injured and I cannot be healed. But I told myself, “This is my sickness; I must suffer through it.”

How terrible it will be for me because of my injury. I am injured and cannot be healed. Yet I told myself, “This is my sickness; I must suffer through it.”

Woe to me, because of my wound. My wound is incurable. But I said, “Surely this is my sickness, and I must bear it.”

Woe to me because of my injury! My wound is incurable! Yet I said to myself, ‘This is my sickness, and I must endure it.’