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Isaiah 22:12 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021

12 On that day the Lord God of hosts called for weeping and mourning, for baldness and putting on sackcloth,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 And in that day did the Lord GOD of hosts call to weeping, and to mourning, and to baldness, and to girding with sackcloth:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 And in that day the Lord God of hosts called you to weeping and mourning, to the shaving off of all your hair [in humiliation] and to the girding with sackcloth.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 And in that day did the Lord, Jehovah of hosts, call to weeping, and to mourning, and to baldness, and to girding with sackcloth:

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Common English Bible

12 The LORD God of heavenly forces called on that day for weeping and mourning, and shaven heads, and wearing of mourning clothes.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 And in that day, the Lord, the God of hosts, will call to weeping and mourning, to baldness and the wearing of sackcloth.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 And the Lord, the God of hosts, in that day shall call to weeping and to mourning: to baldness and to girding with sackcloth.

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Isaiah 22:12
31 Cross References  

Jeremiah also uttered a lament for Josiah, and all the singing men and singing women have spoken of Josiah in their laments to this day. They made these a custom in Israel; they are recorded in the Laments.


When I heard this, I tore my garment and my mantle and pulled hair from my head and beard and sat appalled.


“And you saw the distress of our ancestors in Egypt and heard their cry at the Red Sea.


Then Job arose, tore his robe, shaved his head, and fell on the ground and worshiped.


He has made everything suitable for its time; moreover, he has put a sense of past and future into their minds, yet they cannot find out what God has done from the beginning to the end.


a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance;


Daughter Dibon has gone up to the high places to weep; over Nebo and over Medeba Moab wails. Every head is shaved; every beard is shorn;


If favor is shown to the wicked, they do not learn righteousness; they corrupt what is upright on the earth and do not see the majesty of the Lord.


Woe to Ariel, Ariel, the city where David encamped! Add year to year; let the festivals run their round.


Instead of perfume there will be a stench; and instead of a sash, a rope; and instead of well-styled hair, baldness; and instead of a rich robe, a binding of sackcloth; instead of beauty, shame.


Tremble, you women who are at ease; shudder, you complacent ones; strip and make yourselves bare, and put sackcloth on your loins.


When King Hezekiah heard it, he tore his clothes, covered himself with sackcloth and went into the house of the Lord.


And he sent Eliakim, who was in charge of the palace, and Shebna the secretary, and the senior priests, covered with sackcloth, to the prophet Isaiah son of Amoz.


“Why do we fast, but you do not see? Why humble ourselves, but you do not notice?” Look, you serve your own interest on your fast day and oppress all your workers.


Both great and small shall die in this land; they shall not be buried, and no one shall lament for them; there shall be no gashing, no shaving of the head for them.


You shall not go into the house of feasting to sit with them, to eat and drink.


Because of this put on sackcloth, lament and wail: “The fierce anger of the Lord has not turned away from us.”


Cut off your hair and throw it away; raise a lamentation on the bare heights, for the Lord has rejected and forsaken the generation that provoked his wrath.


they make themselves bald for you and put on sackcloth, and they weep over you in bitterness of soul, with bitter mourning.


King Belshazzar made a great feast for a thousand of his lords, and he was drinking wine in the presence of the thousand.


Do not rejoice, O Israel! Do not exult as other nations do, for you have prostituted yourself, departing from your God. You have loved a prostitute’s pay on all threshing floors.


Put on sackcloth and lament, you priests; wail, you ministers of the altar. Come, pass the night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God! Grain offering and drink offering are withheld from the house of your God.


Lament like a virgin dressed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth.


Yet even now, says the Lord, return to me with all your heart, with fasting, with weeping, and with mourning;


Between the vestibule and the altar, let the priests, the ministers of the Lord, weep. Let them say, “Spare your people, O Lord, and do not make your heritage a mockery, a byword among the nations. Why should it be said among the peoples, ‘Where is their God?’ ”


I will turn your feasts into mourning and all your songs into lamentation; I will bring sackcloth on all loins and baldness on every head; I will make it like the mourning for an only son and the end of it like a bitter day.


When the news reached the king of Nineveh, he rose from his throne, removed his robe, covered himself with sackcloth, and sat in ashes.


Make yourselves bald and cut off your hair for your pampered children; make yourselves as bald as the eagle, for they have gone from you into exile.


Come now, you rich people, weep and wail for the miseries that are coming to you.


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