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Isaiah 59:11

New Century Version

All of us growl like the bears. We call out sadly like the doves. We look for justice, but there isn’t any. We want to be saved, but salvation is far away.

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Those who love evil are near, but they are far from your teachings.

Wicked people are far from being saved, because they do not want your demands.

I am weak and faint. I moan from the pain I feel.

Pay attention to me and answer me. I am troubled and upset

God will soon save those who respect him, and his glory will be seen in our land.

I cried like a bird and moaned like a dove. My eyes became tired as I looked to the heavens. Lord, I have troubles. Please help me.”

Your people have become weak. They fall down and lie on every street corner, like animals caught in a net. They have felt the full anger of the Lord and have heard God’s angry shout.

So we have driven away justice, and we have kept away from what is right. Truth is not spoken in the streets; what is honest is not allowed to enter the city.

They don’t know how to live in peace, and there is no fairness in their lives. They are dishonest. Anyone who lives as they live will never have peace.

Fairness has gone far away; goodness is nowhere to be found. We wait for the light, but there is only darkness now. We hope for a bright light, but all we have is darkness.

We hoped to have peace, but nothing good has come. We hoped for a time when he would heal us, but only terror has come.

I wish my head were like a spring of water and my eyes like a fountain of tears! Then I could cry day and night for my people who have been killed.

I have no more peace. I have forgotten what happiness is.

Those who are left alive and who escape will be on the mountains, moaning like doves of the valleys about their own sin.

They do not call to me from their hearts. They just lie on their beds and cry. They come together to ask for grain and new wine, but they really turn away from me.

It has been announced that the people of Nineveh will be captured and carried away. The slave girls moan like doves and beat their breasts, because they are sad.

Nineveh is like a pool, and now its water is draining away. “Stop! Stop!” the people yell, but no one turns back.




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