As a well casteth forth its waters, so she casteth forth her wickedness: violence and destruction is heard in her; before me continually is sickness and wounds.

As the spring keeps its waters cold, so she keeps her evil in her: the sound of cruel and violent behaviour is in her; before me at all times are disease and wounds.

Καθως η πηγη αναβρυει τα υδατα αυτης, ουτως αυτη αναβρυει την κακιαν αυτης· βια και αρπαγη ακουονται εν αυτη· ενωπιον μου ακαταπαυστως ειναι πονος και πληγαι.

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.