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Isaiah 32:12 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

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

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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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And Huzzab shall be led away captive, she shall be brought up, and her maids shall lead her as with the voice of doves, taboring upon their breasts.


Yet also I lifted up my hand unto them in the wilderness, that I would not bring them into the land which I had given them, flowing with milk and honey, which is the glory of all lands;


in the day that I lifted up mine hand unto them, to bring them forth of the land of Egypt into a land that I had espied for them, flowing with milk and honey, which is the glory of all lands:


Mine eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.


Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city:


Behold, the Lord maketh the earth empty, and maketh it waste, and turneth it upside down, and scattereth abroad the inhabitants thereof.


The new wine mourneth, the vine languisheth, all the merry-hearted do sigh.


He hath laid my vine waste, and barked my fig tree: he hath made it clean bare, and cast it away; the branches thereof are made white.


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