Assamese: হে মোৰ জাতিস্বৰূপা জীয়াৰী, কঁকালত চট বান্ধা, আৰু ছাইত বাগৰা; একেটি পুত্ৰৰ মৃত্যুৰ বাবে শোক কৰাৰ দৰে শোক কৰা। আৰু অত্যন্ত বিলাপ কৰা, কিয়নো বিনষ্ট কৰোঁতাই অকস্মাতে আমাৰ ওপৰত আক্ৰমণ চলাব।
AYT: Hai putri umat-Ku, pakailah kain berkabung dan bergulunglah di dalam abu. Berkabunglah, seperti untuk seorang anak tunggal, ratapan yang paling pahit, karena dengan tiba-tiba, si perusak akan datang kepada kita.
Bengali: হে আমার প্রজাদের মেয়েরা, একমাত্র ছেলের মৃত্যুশোকে চট পর এবং ছাইয়ের মধ্যে গড়াগড়ি দাও। নিজেদের জন্য প্রচণ্ড শোক কর। কারণ আমাদের উপরে হঠাৎ ধ্বংসকারী এসে পড়বে।
Gujarati: હે મારા લોકની દીકરી શોકનાં વસ્ત્રો ધારણ કરી રાખમાં બેસ. જેમ કોઈ પોતાના એકના એક દીકરાને માટે શોક તથા આક્રંદ કરે તેમ તું કર. કેમ કે આપણા પર લૂંટારા એકાએક ચઢી આવશે.
Hindi: हे मेरी प्रजा कमर में टाट बाँध, और राख में लोट; जैसा एकलौते पुत्र के लिये विलाप होता है वैसा ही बड़ा शोकमय विलाप कर; क्योंकि नाश करनेवाला हम पर अचानक आ पड़ेगा।
Kannada: ನನ್ನ ಪ್ರಜೆಯೆಂಬ ಯುವತಿಯೇ, ಗೋಣಿತಟ್ಟನ್ನು ಸುತ್ತಿಕೊಂಡು, ಬೂದಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಬಿದ್ದು ಹೊರಳಾಡು. ಇದ್ದೊಬ್ಬ ಮಗನನ್ನು ಕಳೆದುಕೊಂಡಂತೆ ದುಃಖಪಟ್ಟು ಘೋರಪ್ರಲಾಪ ಮಾಡು; ಕೊಳ್ಳೆಗಾರನು ತಟ್ಟನೆ ನಮ್ಮ ಮೇಲೆ ಬೀಳುವನಷ್ಟೆ.
Marathi: माझ्या लोकांच्या कन्ये, शोकवस्त्रे घाल आणि राखेत लोळ, एकुलता एक मुलगा गेल्याप्रमाणे आकांत करा. कारण नाश करणारा अगदी एकाएक आपल्यावर येईल.
Odiya: ଆଗୋ ମୋର ଲୋକମାନଙ୍କର କନ୍ୟେ, ତୁମ୍ଭେ ଚଟ ପିନ୍ଧ, ଭସ୍ମରେ ଗଡ଼; ଅଦ୍ୱିତୀୟ ପୁତ୍ର ଲାଗି ଶୋକ ତୁଲ୍ୟ ତୁମ୍ଭେ ଶୋକ ଓ ଅତିଶୟ ବିଳାପ କର; କାରଣ ବିନାଶକ ଅକସ୍ମାତ୍ ଆମ୍ଭମାନଙ୍କୁ ଆକ୍ରମଣ କରିବ ।
Punjabi: ਹੇ ਮੇਰੀ ਪਰਜਾ ਦੀਏ ਧੀਏ, ਆਪਣੇ ਲੱਕ ਉੱਤੇ ਤੱਪੜ ਬੰਨ੍ਹ, ਅਤੇ ਸੁਆਹ ਵਿੱਚ ਲੇਟ ਰਹੁ । ਤੂੰ ਸੋਗ ਕਰ ਜਿਵੇਂ ਇਕਲੌਤੇ ਪੁੱਤਰ ਉੱਤੇ ਕਰੀਦਾ ਹੈ, ਤੂੰ ਬਹੁਤ ਭਾਰੀ ਸਿਆਪਾ ਕਰ, - ਸੱਤਿਆਨਾਸ ਕਰਨ ਵਾਲਾ ਅਚਾਣਕ ਸਾਡੇ ਉੱਤੇ ਆ ਪਵੇਗਾ ।
Tamil: என் மக்களாகிய மகளே, நீ சணல் ஆடையைக் கட்டிக்கொண்டு, சாம்பலில் புரண்டு, ஒரே மகனுக்காகத் துக்கிக்கிறதுபோல மனங்கசந்து புலம்பு; அழிக்கிறவன் திடீரென்று நம்மேல் வருவான்.
Telugu: నా ప్రజలారా, వినాశనకారి హఠాత్తుగా మా మీదికి వస్తాడు. గోనెపట్ట కట్టుకొని బూడిద చల్లుకోండి. ఒక్కడే కొడుకును గూర్చి ఎలా దుఃఖిస్తారో ఆ విధంగా విలపించండి. బహు ఘోరంగా విలపించండి.
NETBible: So I said, “Oh, my dear people, put on sackcloth and roll in ashes. Mourn with painful sobs as though you had lost your only child. For any moment now that destructive army will come against us.”
NASB: O daughter of my people, put on sackcloth And roll in ashes; Mourn as for an only son, A lamentation most bitter. For suddenly the destroyer Will come upon us.
HCSB: My dear people, dress yourselves in sackcloth and roll in the dust. Mourn as you would for an only son, a bitter lament, for suddenly the destroyer will come on us.
LEB: Wear sackcloth, and roll around in ashes, my people. Mourn as if you have lost your only child, and cry bitterly. The destroyer will suddenly attack us.
NIV: O my people, put on sackcloth and roll in ashes; mourn with bitter wailing as for an only son, for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.
ESV: O daughter of my people, put on sackcloth, and roll in ashes; make mourning as for an only son, most bitter lamentation, for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.
NRSV: O my poor people, put on sackcloth, and roll in ashes; make mourning as for an only child, most bitter lamentation: for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.
REB: Daughter of my people, wrap yourself in sackcloth, sprinkle ashes over yourself, wail bitterly as one who mourns an only son; for in an instant the despoiler will be upon us.
NKJV: O daughter of my people, Dress in sackcloth And roll about in ashes! Make mourning as for an only son, most bitter lamentation; For the plunderer will suddenly come upon us.
KJV: O daughter of my people, gird [thee] with sackcloth, and wallow thyself in ashes: make thee mourning, [as for] an only son, most bitter lamentation: for the spoiler shall suddenly come upon us.
NLT: Now my people, dress yourselves in sackcloth, and sit among the ashes. Mourn and weep bitterly, as for the loss of an only son. For suddenly, the destroying armies will be upon you!
GNB: The LORD says to his people, “Put on sackcloth and roll in ashes. Mourn with bitter tears as you would for an only child, because the one who comes to destroy you will suddenly attack.
ERV: My people, put on sackcloth and roll in the ashes. Cry loudly for the dead. Cry as if you lost an only son. Do this because the destroyer will come against us very quickly.
BBE: O daughter of my people, put on haircloth, rolling yourself in the dust: give yourself to sorrow, as for an only son, with most bitter cries of grief; for he who makes waste will come on us suddenly.
MSG: "Dear Daughter Zion: Dress in black. Blacken your face with ashes. Weep most bitterly, as for an only child. The countdown has begun...six, five, four, three...The Terror is on us!"
CEV: and attacks without warning. So mourn, my people, as though your only child had died. Wear clothes made of sackcloth and roll in the ash pile."
CEVUK: and attacks without warning. So mourn, my people, as though your only child had died. Wear clothes made of sackcloth and roll in the ash heap.”
GWV: Wear sackcloth, and roll around in ashes, my people. Mourn as if you have lost your only child, and cry bitterly. The destroyer will suddenly attack us.
NET [draft] ITL: So I said, “Oh, my dear <01323> people <05971>, put on <02296> sackcloth <08242> and roll <06428> in ashes <0665>. Mourn <060> with painful <08563> sobs <04553> as though you had lost your only child <03173>. For any moment now <06597> that <03588> destructive army <07703> will come <0935> against <05921> us.”