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Isaiah 32:12 - Easy To Read Version

12 Put those clothes of sadness over your sorrow-filled breasts.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 They shall lament for the teats, for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 They shall beat upon their breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine,

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 They shall smite upon the breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

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Common English Bible

12 beating your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 Mourn over your breasts, over the delightful country, over the fruitful vineyard.

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Isaiah 32:12
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The enemy takes away the queen.\par And her slave girls moan sadly\par like doves.\par They beat their breasts\par \{to show their sadness\}.\par


I made another promise to those people in the desert. I promised that I would not bring them into the land I was giving them. That was a good land filled with many good things. {\cf2\super [142]} It was the most beautiful of all countries!


On that day, I promised to take you out of Egypt and lead you to the land I was giving to you. That was a good land filled with many good things. {\cf2\super [141]} It was the most beautiful of all countries!


My eyes are worn out with tears!\par My insides are upset!\par My heart feels like it has been poured\par on the ground!\par I feel this way because of the destruction\par of my people.\par Children and babies are fainting.\par They are fainting in the public squares\par of the city.\par


Cry for the land of my people. Cry because only thorns and weeds will grow there. Cry for the city and for all the houses that were once filled with joy.


Look! The Lord will destroy this land. The Lord will completely clean everything from the land. The Lord will force the people to go far away.


The grapevines are dying. The new wine is bad. In the past, people were happy. But now those people are sad.


It destroyed my grapevine.\par Its good vines withered and died.\par It destroyed my fig tree,\par stripped off the bark and threw it away.\par


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