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Micah 4:9 - Revised Standard Version (RSV-CI)

9 Now why do you cry aloud? Is there no king in you? Has your counselor perished, that pangs have seized you like a woman in travail?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 Now why dost thou cry out aloud? is there no king in thee? is thy counsellor perished? for pangs have taken thee as a woman in travail.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 Now why do you cry aloud? Is there no king among you? Has your counselor perished, that pains have taken you like a woman in labor?

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 Now why dost thou cry out aloud? Is there no king in thee, is thy counsellor perished, that pangs have taken hold of thee as of a woman in travail?

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Common English Bible

9 Now why do you cry out so loudly? Isn’t the king in you? Or has your counselor perished, so that pain has seized you like that of a woman in labor?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 Now, why have you come together in grief? Is there not a king in you, or has your counselor gone away? For sorrow has overtaken you, like the pain of giving birth.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 Now, why art thou drawn together with grief? Hast thou no king in thee, or is thy counsellor perished, because sorrow hath taken thee as a woman in labour?

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Micah 4:9
20 Cross References  

and they will be dismayed. Pangs and agony will seize them; they will be in anguish like a woman in travail. They will look aghast at one another; their faces will be aflame.


Therefore my loins are filled with anguish; pangs have seized me, like the pangs of a woman in travail; I am bowed down so that I cannot hear, I am dismayed so that I cannot see.


Like a woman with child, who writhes and cries out in her pangs, when she is near her time, so were we because of thee, O Lord;


O inhabitant of Lebanon, nested among the cedars, how you will groan when pangs come upon you, pain as of a woman in travail!”


“Then fear not, O Jacob my servant, says the Lord, nor be dismayed, O Israel; for lo, I will save you from afar, and your offspring from the land of their captivity. Jacob shall return and have quiet and ease, and none shall make him afraid.


How long must I see the standard, and hear the sound of the trumpet?


For I heard a cry as of a woman in travail, anguish as of one bringing forth her first child, the cry of the daughter of Zion gasping for breath, stretching out her hands, “Woe is me! I am fainting before murderers.”


the cities shall be taken and the strongholds seized. The heart of the warriors of Moab shall be in that day like the heart of a woman in her pangs;


“The king of Babylon heard the report of them, and his hands fell helpless; anguish seized him, pain as of a woman in travail.


Hark, the cry of the daughter of my people from the length and breadth of the land: “Is the Lord not in Zion? Is her King not in her?” “Why have they provoked me to anger with their graven images, and with their foreign idols?”


The breath of our nostrils, the Lord's anointed, was taken in their pits, he of whom we said, “Under his shadow we shall live among the nations.”


For now they will say: “We have no king, for we fear not the Lord, and a king, what could he do for us?”


The pangs of childbirth come for him, but he is an unwise son; for now he does not present himself at the mouth of the womb.


For the children of Israel shall dwell many days without king or prince, without sacrifice or pillar, without ephod or teraphim.


Therefore he shall give them up until the time when she who is in travail has brought forth; then the rest of his brethren shall return to the people of Israel.


When a woman is in travail she has sorrow, because her hour has come; but when she is delivered of the child, she no longer remembers the anguish, for joy that a child is born into the world.


she was with child and she cried out in her pangs of birth, in anguish for delivery.


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