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Amos 8:10

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation: and I will bring up sackcloth upon every back of yours, and baldness upon every head: and I will make it as the mourning of an only son, and the latter end thereof as a bitter day.

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Gird thee with sackcloth, O daughter of my people, and sprinkle thee with ashes: make thee mourning as for an only son, a bitter lamentation, because the destroyer shall suddenly come upon us.

And I will pour out upon the house of David, and upon the inhabitants of Jerusalem, the spirit of grace, and of prayers: and they shall look upon me, whom they have pierced: and they shall mourn for him as one mourneth for an only son, and they shall grieve over him, as the manner is to grieve for the death of the firstborn.

And they shall gird themselves with haircloth, and fear shall cover them, and shame shall be upon every face and baldness upon all their heads.

For every head shall be bald and every beard shall be shaven: all hands shall be tied together and upon every back there shall be haircloth.

May his belly be filled, that God may send forth the wrath of his indignation upon him, and rain down his war upon him.

And I will cause all her mirth to cease, her solemnities, her new moons, her sabbaths, and all her festival times.

For as thorns embrace one another: so while they are feasting and drinking together, they shall be consumed as stubble that is fully dry.

And the hinges of the temple shall screak in that day, saith the Lord God: many shall die: silence shall be cast in every place.

Take away from me the tumult of thy songs: and I will not hear the canticles of thy harp.

Let darkness, and the shadow of death cover it: let a mist overspread it: and let it be wrapped up in bitterness.

And thou shalt make merry in thy festival time, thou, thy son, and thy daughter, thy man-servant, and thy maid-servant: the Levite also and the stranger, and the fatherless and the widow that are within thy gates.

And she went her way, and sat over against him a great way off as far as a bow can carry. For she said: I will not see the boy die. And sitting over against, she lifted up her voice and wept.

The man whose hair falleth off from his head, he is bald and clean:

And instead of a sweet smell, there shall be stench: and instead of a girdle, a cord. And instead of curled hair, baldness: and instead of a stomacher, haircloth.

Thy own wickedness shall reprove thee, and thy apostasy shall rebuke thee. Know thou, and see that it is an evil and a bitter thing for thee, to have left the Lord thy God, and that my fear is not with thee, saith the Lord, the God of hosts.

The joy of our heart is ceased: our dancing is turned into mourning.

And thou son of man, thus saith the Lord God to the land of Israel: The end is come, the end is come upon the four quarters of the land.

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

I hate, and have rejected your festivities: and I will not receive the odour of your assemblies.

My harp is turned to mourning: and my organ into the voice of those that weep.

And I will visit upon her the days of Baalim, to whom she burnt incense, and decked herself out with her earrings, and with her jewels, and went after her lovers, and forgot me, saith the Lord.




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