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Isaiah 63:15 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021

15 Look down from heaven and see, from your holy and glorious habitation. Where are your zeal and your might? Your great pity and your compassion are withheld from me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 Look down from heaven, and behold from the habitation of thy holiness and of thy glory: where is thy zeal and thy strength, the sounding of thy bowels and of thy mercies toward me? are they restrained?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 Look down from heaven and see from the dwelling place of Your holiness and Your glory. Where are Your zeal and Your jealousy and Your mighty acts [which you formerly did for Your people]? Your yearning pity and the [multitude of] compassions of Your heart are restrained and withheld from me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

15 Look down from heaven, and behold from the habitation of thy holiness and of thy glory: where are thy zeal and thy mighty acts? the yearning of thy heart and thy compassions are restrained toward me.

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Common English Bible

15 Look down from heaven and see, from your holy and glorious perch. Where are your energy and your might, your concern and your pity? Don’t hold back!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

15 Gaze down from heaven, and behold from your holy habitation and from your glory. Where is your zeal, and your strength, the fullness of your heart and of your compassion? They have held themselves back from me.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

15 Look down from heaven and behold from thy holy habitation and the place of thy glory. Where is thy zeal and thy strength, the multitude of thy bowels and of thy mercies? They have held back themselves from me.

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Isaiah 63:15
33 Cross References  

“But will God indeed dwell on the earth? Even heaven and the highest heaven cannot contain you, much less this house that I have built!


Then the priests and the Levites stood up and blessed the people, and their voice was heard; their prayer came to his holy dwelling in heaven.


To you I lift up my eyes, O you who are enthroned in the heavens!


Be mindful of your mercy, O Lord, and of your steadfast love, for they have been from of old.


From where he sits enthroned he watches all the inhabitants of the earth—


Father of orphans and protector of widows is God in his holy habitation.


And I say, “It is my grief that the right hand of the Most High has changed.”


Turn again, O God of hosts; look down from heaven and see; have regard for this vine,


the stock that your right hand planted.


Lord, where is your steadfast love of old, which by your faithfulness you swore to David?


Therefore my heart moans like a harp for Moab and my very soul for Kir-heres.


O Lord, your hand is lifted up, but they do not see it. Let them see your zeal for your people and be ashamed. Let the fire for your adversaries consume them.


for from Jerusalem a remnant shall go out and from Mount Zion a band of survivors. The zeal of the Lord of hosts will do this.


The Lord goes forth like a soldier; like a warrior he stirs up his fury; he cries out; he shouts aloud; he shows himself mighty against his foes.


Can a woman forget her nursing child or show no compassion for the child of her womb? Even these might forget, yet I will not forget you.


For thus says the high and lofty one who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: I dwell in the high and holy place and also with those who are contrite and humble in spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble and to revive the heart of the contrite.


He put on righteousness like a breastplate and a helmet of salvation on his head; he put on garments of vengeance for clothing and wrapped himself in fury as in a mantle.


in all their distress. It was no messenger or angel but his presence that saved them; in his love and pity it was he who redeemed them; he lifted them up and carried them all the days of old.


After all this, will you restrain yourself, O Lord? Will you keep silent and punish us so severely?


Thus says the Lord: Heaven is my throne, and the earth is my footstool; so what kind of house could you build for me, what sort of place for me to rest?


Great will be his authority, and there shall be endless peace for the throne of David and his kingdom. He will establish and uphold it with justice and with righteousness from this time onward and forevermore. The zeal of the Lord of hosts will do this.


Is Ephraim my dear son? Is he the child in whom I delight? As often as I speak against him, I still remember him. Therefore I am deeply moved for him; I will surely have mercy on him, says the Lord.


until the Lord from heaven looks down and sees.


How can I give you up, Ephraim? How can I hand you over, O Israel? How can I make you like Admah? How can I treat you like Zeboiim? My heart recoils within me; my compassion grows warm and tender.


Then the Lord became jealous for his land and had pity on his people.


Because of the tender mercy of our God, the dawn from on high will break upon us,


Look down from your holy habitation, from heaven, and bless your people Israel and the ground that you have given us, as you swore to our ancestors, a land flowing with milk and honey.’


If, then, there is any comfort in Christ, any consolation from love, any partnership in the Spirit, any tender affection and sympathy,


How does God’s love abide in anyone who has the world’s goods and sees a brother or sister in need and yet refuses help?


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