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Isaiah 50:9 - Douy-Rheims Bible Challoner Revision

9 Lift up your eyes to heaven, and look down to the earth beneath: for the heavens shall vanish like smoke, and the earth shall be worn away like a garment, and the inhabitants thereof shall perish in like manner: but my salvation shall be for ever, and my justice shall not fail.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 Behold, the Lord GOD will help me; who is he that shall condemn me? lo, they all shall wax old as a garment; the moth shall eat them up.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 Behold, the Lord God will help Me; who is he who will condemn Me? Behold, they all will wax old and be worn out as a garment; the moth will eat them up. [Heb. 1:11, 12.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 Behold, the Lord Jehovah will help me; who is he that shall condemn me? behold, they all shall wax old as a garment; the moth shall eat them up.

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Common English Bible

9 Look! The LORD God will help me. Who will condemn me? Look, they will wear out like clothing; the moth will eat them.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 Behold, the Lord God is my helper. Who is the one who would condemn me? Behold, they will all be worn away like a garment; the moth will devour them.

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Isaiah 50:9
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The days of man are short, and the number of his months is with thee: thou hast appointed his bounds which cannot be passed.


8 I will open rivers in the high bills, and fountains in the midst of the plains: I will turn the desert into pools of waters, and the impassable land into streams of waters.


Who satisfieth thy desire with good things: thy youth shall be renewed like the eagle's.


Thou hast multiplied thy wonderful works, O Lord my God : and in thy thoughts there is no one like to thee. I have declared and I have spoken they are multiplied above number.


1 Behold, we account them blessed who have endured. You have heard of the patience of Job, and you have seen the end of the Lord, that the Lord is merciful and compassionate.


For my thoughts are not your thoughts: nor your ways my ways, saith the Lord.


4 Why hidest thou thy face, and thinkest me thy enemy?


And I said: Who will give me wings like a dove, and I will fly and be at rest?


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