Joel 1:8 - The Message

^8-10 Weep like a young virgin dressed in black, mourning the loss of her fiancé. Without grain and grapes, worship has been brought to a standstill in the Sanctuary of God. The priests are at a loss. God’s ministers don’t know what to do. The fields are sterile. The very ground grieves. The wheat fields are lifeless, vineyards dried up, olive oil gone.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

⁸ Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

⁸ Lament like a virgin [bride] girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth [who has died].

American Standard Version (1901)

⁸ Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.

Common English Bible

⁸ Lament like a woman dressed in funeral clothing, one who has lost the husband of her youth.

Catholic Public Domain Version

⁸ Lament like a betrothed virgin, wrapped in sackcloth at the loss of the husband of her youth.

Joel 1:8 Referencias Cruzadas

Isaiah 22:12

The Master, God-of-the-Angel-Armies, called out on that Day, Called for a day of repentant tears, called you to dress in somber clothes of mourning. But what do you do? You throw a party! Eating and drinking and dancing in the streets! You barbecue bulls and sheep, and throw a huge feast— slabs of meat, kegs of beer. “Seize the day! Eat and drink! Tomorrow we die!”

James 5:1

And a final word to you arrogant rich: Take some lessons in lament. You’ll need buckets for the tears when the crash comes upon you. Your money is corrupt and your fine clothes stink. Your greedy luxuries are a cancer in your gut, destroying your life from within. You thought you were piling up wealth. What you’ve piled up is judgment.

Lamentations 1:4

Zion’s roads weep, empty of pilgrims headed to the feasts. All her city gates are deserted, her priests in despair. Her virgins are sad. How bitter her fate.