Как источник извергает из себя воду, так он источает из себя зло: в нём слышно насилие и грабительство, пред лицом Моим всегда обиды и раны.
As a well pours out its water, so she pours out her wickedness. Violence and destruction resound in her; her sickness and wounds are ever before me.
As a well keeps its water fresh, so she keeps fresh her evil; violence and destruction are heard within her; sickness and wounds are ever before me.
“As a well keeps its waters fresh, So she keeps fresh her wickedness. Violence and destruction are heard in her; Sickness and wounds are ever before Me.
She spouts evil like a fountain. Her streets echo with the sounds of violence and destruction. I always see her sickness and sores.
As a fountain casteth out her waters, so she casteth out her wickedness: violence and spoil is heard in her; before me continually is grief and wounds.
As a fountain [a]wells up with water, So she wells up with her wickedness. Violence and plundering are heard in her. Before Me continually are [b]grief and wounds.
As a well poureth forth her waters, so she poureth forth her wickedness: violence and destruction are heard in her; before me continually are grief and wounds.