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Haggai 1:6

Rotherham Emphasized Bible 1902

Ye have sown much, but have brought in little, have eaten, and not been filled, have drunk, and not been satisfied with drink, have clothed you, and none hath been warm,—and, he that hath hired himself out, hath put his wages into a bag with holes.

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When ye looked for much, then lo! it came to little, when ye brought it home, then I did blow into it,— Because of what? Demandeth Yahweh of hosts, Because of my house, the which is in ruins, while ye keep running every man to his own house.

And they shall eat, and not be satisfied, they have encouraged unchastity, yet have not been making increase,—for unto, Yahweh, have they left off giving heed:—

So long were things thus, that, on coming unto a heap of twenty, then was it found to be ten,—on coming unto the vat to draw off fifty measures, then were there found to be twenty.

For, to the wind, they sow, and, to the whirlwind, they reap: stalk, hath it none, That which shooteth forth, shall yield no meal, If so be it yield, foreigners, swallow it lip,

If ye will not hear, and if ye will not lay it to heart, to give glory to my Name, saith Yahweh of hosts, then will I send among you the curse, and will curse your blessings,—and indeed I have cursed them, because ye are not at all laying it to heart.

For, ten yokes of vineyard, shall yield one bath,—And the seed of a homer, shall yield an ephah,

That, before those days, hire for man, could not be obtained, and, hire for beast, was there none,—and, neither to him who went out nor to him who came in, was there success by reason of the danger, Yea I let all men loose, each one against his neighbour.

therefore have I brought it forth, Declareth Yahweh of hosts, And it shall enter—into the house of the thief, and into the house of him that sweareth by my name, falsely,—and it shall roost in the midst of his house, and shall consume it, both the timbers thereof, and the stones thereof.

whereas, from the very time we ceased burning incense to the queen of the heavens and pouring out to her drink-offerings, we have lacked everything,—and by sword and by famine, have we been consumed.

Because the ground, is cracked, For there hath been no rain in the land, The plowmen are pale They have covered their heads.

A Land of Fruit, into a waste of salt, For the wickedness of them who dwell therein.

The increase of his house shall vanish, melting away in the day of his anger.

When his abundance is gone, he shall be in straits, All the power of distress, shall come upon him.

And she said—By the life of Yahweh, thy God, verily I have not a cake, only a handful of meal in the jar, and a little oil in the cruse,—and lo! I have been gathering a couple of sticks, so I shall go in and make it ready for me and for my son, that we may eat it—and die!

And there came to be a famine, in the days of David, for three years, year after year, so then David sought the face of Yahweh,—and Yahweh said—It respecteth Saul and his house, as to bloodshed, in that he put to death the Gibeonites.

When I have broken your staff of bread, then shall ten women bake your bread in one oven, And give back your bread by weight,—And ye shall eat and not be filled.

And your strength shall be spent in vain,—And your land shall not yield her increase, And the trees of the land, shall not yield their fruit.

And there were some who were saying, Our sons and our daughters, are we pledging,—that we may obtain corn, and eat, and keep ourselves alive.

They sowed, wheat, but thorns, have they reaped, They have put themselves to pain they shall not be profited,—Yea turn ye pale at your produce, Because if the glow of the anger of Yahweh.

Now, therefore, Thus, saith Yahweh of hosts,—Apply your heart unto your own experience—

Thus, saith Yahweh of hosts,—Apply your heart to your own experience:

Wherefore—on your account, have the heavens, held back, dew,— and, the earth, held back her fruit;

I smote you with blight and with mildew and with hail, in all the work of your hands,—Yet ye did not return unto me, Declareth Yahweh.

Cursed, shall be thy basket, and thy kneading-trough:

There is who scattereth, and increaseth yet more, and who withholdeth of what is due, only to come to want.




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