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Lamentations 4:8 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 Their visage is blacker than a coal; They are not known in the streets: Their skin cleaveth to their bones; It is withered, it is become like a stick.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 [Prolonged famine has made] them look blacker than soot and darkness; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin clings to their bones; it is withered and it has become [dry] like a stick.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: Their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.

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Common English Bible

8 But their appearance grew darker than soot; they weren’t recognized in the streets. Their skin shriveled on their bones; it became dry like wood.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 HETH. Their face has been blacked more than coals, and they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has adhered to their bones; it dried out and became like wood.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 Heth. Their face is now made blacker than coals and they are not known in the streets: their skin hath stuck to their bones: it is withered and is become like wood.

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Lamentations 4:8
17 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

Our skin was black like an oven Because of the terrible famine.


My skin is black upon me, And my bones are burned with heat.


For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; Yet do I not forget thy statutes.


My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, And I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.


She is empty, and void, and waste: and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and much pain is in all loins, and the faces of them all gather blackness.


Before their face the people shall be much pained: all faces shall gather blackness.


As many were astonied at thee; his visage was so marred more than any man, and his form more than the sons of men:


My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.


There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; Neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.


For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.


His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; And his bones that were not seen stick out.


And when they lifted up their eyes afar off, and knew him not, they lifted up their voice, and wept; and they rent every one his mantle, and sprinkled dust upon their heads toward heaven.


Even the very dust of your city, which cleaveth on us, we do wipe off against you: notwithstanding be ye sure of this, that the kingdom of God is come nigh unto you.


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