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Jeremiah 10:18-20
New American Standard Bible
Chapter 10
18
For this is what the
Lord
says:
'Behold, I am slinging out the inhabitants of the land
At this time,
And I will cause them distress,
So that they may be found.'
19
Woe to me, because of my injury!
My wound is incurable.
But I said, 'This certainly is a sickness,
And I must endure it.'
20
My tent is destroyed,
And all my ropes are broken.
My sons have gone from me and are no more.
There is no one to stretch out my tent again
Or to set up my curtains.
King James Version
Chapter 10
18
For thus saith the
Lord
, Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this once, and will distress them, that they may find it so.
19
Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.
20
My tabernacle is spoiled, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth of me, and they are not: there is none to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.
Christian Standard Bible
Chapter 10
18
For this is what the
Lord
says:
Look, I am flinging away
the land’s residents at this time
and bringing them such distress
that they will feel it.
19
Woe to me because of my brokenness—
I am severely wounded!
I exclaimed, "This is my intense suffering,
but I must bear it."
20
My tent is destroyed;
all my tent cords are snapped.
My sons have departed from me and are no more.
I have no one to pitch my tent again
or to hang up my curtains.
New Living Translation
Chapter 10
18
For this is what the
Lord
says:
'Suddenly, I will fling out
all you who live in this land.
I will pour great troubles upon you,
and at last you will feel my anger.'
19
My wound is severe,
and my grief is great.
My sickness is incurable,
but I must bear it.
20
My home is gone,
and no one is left to help me rebuild it.
My children have been taken away,
and I will never see them again.
English Standard Version
Chapter 10
18
For thus says the
Lord
:
"Behold, I am slinging out the inhabitants of the land
at this time,
and I will bring distress on them,
that they may feel it."
19
Woe is me because of my hurt!
My wound is grievous.
But I said, "Truly this is an affliction,
and I must bear it."
20
My tent is destroyed,
and all my cords are broken;
my children have gone from me,
and they are not;
there is no one to spread my tent again
and to set up my curtains.
New International Version
Chapter 10
18
For this is what the
Lord
says:
"At this time I will hurl out
those who live in this land;
I will bring distress on them
so that they may be captured."
19
Woe to me because of my injury!
My wound is incurable!
Yet I said to myself,
"This is my sickness, and I must endure it."
20
My tent is destroyed;
all its ropes are snapped.
My children are gone from me and are no more;
no one is left now to pitch my tent
or to set up my shelter.
New King James Version
Chapter 10
18
For thus says the
Lord
:
“Behold, I will throw out at this time
The inhabitants of the land,
And will distress them,
That they may find
it so.
”
19
Woe is me for my hurt!
My wound is severe.
But I say, “Truly this
is
an infirmity,
And I must bear it.”
20
My tent is plundered,
And all my cords are broken;
My children have gone from me,
And they
are
no more.
There is
no one to pitch my tent anymore,
Or set up my curtains.
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