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Isaiah 59:11

Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

We all growl like bears and moan like doves. We hope for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.

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I chirp like a swallow or a crane; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak looking upwards. Lord, I am oppressed; support me.


The survivors among them will escape and live on the mountains. Like doves of the valley, all of them will moan, each over his own iniquity.


They do not cry to me from their hearts; rather, they wail on their beds. They slash themselves  , for grain and new wine; they turn away from me.


If my head were a flowing spring, my eyes a fountain of tears, I would weep day and night over the slain of my dear   people.


We hoped for peace, but there was nothing good; for a time of healing, but there was only terror.


Therefore justice is far from us, and righteousness does not reach us. We hope for light, but there is darkness; for brightness, but we live in the night.


Your children have fainted; they lie at the head of every street like an antelope in a net. They are full of the  Lord’s fury, the rebuke of your God.


They have not known the path of peace, and there is no justice in their ways. They have made their roads crooked; no one who walks on them will know peace.


Justice is turned back, and righteousness stands far off. For truth has stumbled in the public square, and honesty cannot enter.


I have been deprived  of peace; I have forgotten what prosperity is.


Beauty  is stripped; she is carried away; her ladies-in-waiting moan like the sound of doves and beat their breasts.


Nineveh has been like a pool of water from her first days, but they are fleeing. ‘Stop! Stop! ’ they cry, but no one turns back.





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