21 Since my people are crushed, I am crushed;

I mourn, and horror grips me.

21 For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.

21 I hurt with the hurt of my people.

I mourn and am overcome with grief.

21 For the hurt of the daughter of my people I am hurt.

I am mourning;

Astonishment has taken hold of me.

21 Because my people are crushed, I am crushed.

I cry loudly and am afraid for them.

21 For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I mourn; dismay hath taken hold on me.

21 —For the breach of the daughter of my people am I crushed; I go mourning; astonishment hath taken hold of me.

21 I am crushed because my dear people have been crushed. 

I mourn; terror grips me. 

21 I am broken by the brokenness

of my dear people.

I mourn; horror has taken hold of me.

21 For the hurt of my poor people I am hurt,

I mourn, and dismay has taken hold of me.

21 “Because of the wound of the daughter of my people I am broken down,

I mourn, horror has seized me.

21 My people are crushed, so I am crushed.

I sob, and I am filled with horror.

21 For the brokenness of the daughter of my people I am broken;

I mourn, dismay has taken hold of me.