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Isaiah 42:14

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

I have always held my peace, I have I kept silence, I have been patient. I will speak now as a woman in labour: I will destroy, and swallow up at once.

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And account the longsuffering of our Lord, salvation; as also our most dear brother Paul, according to the wisdom given him, hath written to you:

And will not God revenge his elect who cry to him day and night: and will he have patience in their regard?

So that the Lord could no longer bear, because of the evil of your doings and because of the abominations which you have committed. Therefore your land is become a desolation and an astonishment and a curse, without an inhabitant, as at this day.

Thou hast forsaken me, saith the Lord, thou art gone backward: and I will stretch out my hand against thee, and I will destroy thee. I am weary of entreating thee.

when Nathan the prophet came to him after he had sinned with Bethsabee.

I will speak and take breath a little: I will open my lips, and will answer.

For I am full of matter to speak of, and the spirit of my bowels straiteneth me.

Then shalt thou accept the sacrifice of justice, oblations and whole burnt offerings: then shall they lay calves upon thy altar.

Therefore the Lord waiteth that be may have mercy on you, and therefore shall he be exalted sparing you: because the Lord is the God of judgment. Blessed are all they that wait for him.

For whom hast thou been solicitous and afraid, that thou hast lied and hast not been mindful of me, nor thought on me in thy heart? For I am silent and as one that seeth not: and thou hast forgotten me.

Wilt thou refrain thyself, O Lord, upon these things? Wilt thou hold thy peace and afflict us vehemently?

Behold, it is written before me. I will not be silent: but I will render and repay into their bosom

For I have heard the voice as of a woman in travail, anguishes as of a woman in labor of a child. The voice of the daughter of Sion, dying away, spreading her hands: Woe is me, for my soul hath fainted because of them that are slain.




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