因為希實本的田地和西比瑪的葡萄樹都衰殘了。列國的君主折斷其上美好的枝子;這枝子長到雅謝延到曠野,嫩枝向外探出,直探過鹽海。 The fields of Heshbon wither, the vines of Sibmah also. The rulers of the nations have trampled down the choicest vines, which once reached Jazer and spread toward the desert. Their shoots spread out and went as far as the sea.
December 28 "Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice." (Phil. 4:4) "Sing a little song of trust, O my heart! Sing it just because you must, As leaves start; As flowers push their way through dust; Sing, my heart, because you must "Wait not for an eager throng- Bird on bird; 'Tis the solitary song That is heard. Every voice at dawn will start, Be a nightingale, my heart! "Sing across the winter snow, Pierce the cloud; Sing when mists are drooping low- Clear and loud; But sing sweetest in the dark; He who slumbers not will hark." "An' when He hears yo' sing, He bends down wid a smile on His kin' face an 'listens mighty keerful. an' He says 'Sing on, child, I hears, an' I's comin' down to deliber yo': I'll tote dat load fer yo'; jest lean hawd on Me and de road will get smoother bime by.'"