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Isaiah 21:3

New American Bible - revised edition

Therefore my loins are filled with anguish, pangs have seized me like those of a woman in labor; I am too bewildered to hear, too dismayed to look.

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When they looked they were astounded; terrified, they were put to flight!

and they are terrified, Pangs and sorrows take hold of them, like a woman in labor they writhe; They look aghast at each other, their faces aflame.

My heart cries out for Moab, his fugitives reach Zoar, Eglath-shelishiyah: The ascent of Luhith they ascend weeping; On the way to Horonaim they utter rending cries;

Therefore for Moab my heart moans like a lyre, my inmost being for Kir-hareseth.

Therefore I weep with Jazer for the vines of Sibmah; I drench you with my tears, Heshbon and Elealeh; For on your summer fruits and harvests the battle cry has fallen.

As a woman about to give birth writhes and cries out in pain, so were we before you, Lord.

My body! my body! how I writhe! The walls of my heart! My heart beats wildly, I cannot be still; For I myself have heard the blast of the horn, the battle cry.

Cities are captured, strongholds seized: On that day the hearts of Moab’s warriors become like the heart of a woman in labor.

Look! like an eagle he soars aloft, and spreads his wings over Bozrah; On that day the hearts of Edom’s warriors become like the heart of a woman in labor. Against Damascus.

The king of Babylon hears news of them, and his hands hang helpless; Anguish takes hold of him, like the pangs of a woman giving birth.

We hear news of them; our hands hang helpless, Anguish takes hold of us, pangs like a woman in childbirth.

I hear, and my body trembles; at the sound, my lips quiver. Decay invades my bones, my legs tremble beneath me. I await the day of distress that will come upon the people who attack us.

When a woman is in labor, she is in anguish because her hour has arrived; but when she has given birth to a child, she no longer remembers the pain because of her joy that a child has been born into the world.

In the morning you will say, “Would that it were evening!” and in the evening you will say, “Would that it were morning!” because of the dread that your heart must feel and the sight that your eyes must see.

When people are saying, “Peace and security,” then sudden disaster comes upon them, like labor pains upon a pregnant woman, and they will not escape.




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