Even her mercenaries among her are like stall-fed calves. They too will turn back; together they will flee; they will not take their stand, for the day of their calamity is coming on them, the time of their punishment.
Jeremiah 46:16 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised He continues to stumble. Indeed, each falls over the other. They say, ‘Get up! Let’s return to our people and to our native land, away from the oppressor’s sword.’ Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 He made many to fall, yea, one fell upon another: and they said, Arise, and let us go again to our own people, and to the land of our nativity, from the oppressing sword. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition [The Lord] made many to stumble and fall; yes, they fell one upon another. And they said, Arise, and let us go back to our own people and to the land of our birth, away from the sword of the oppressor. American Standard Version (1901) He made many to stumble, yea, they fell one upon another: and they said, Arise, and let us go again to our own people, and to the land of our nativity, from the oppressing sword. Common English Bible He’s tripped them up; they fall over each other and say, “Let’s get out of here and go home to our people, where we were born, far away from the oppressor’s sword.” Catholic Public Domain Version He has multiplied those in ruin, and each man has fallen beside his neighbor. And they will say: 'Rise up, and let us return to our own people and to the land of our nativity, away from the face of the sword of the dove. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version He hath multiplied them that fall, and one hath fallen upon another. And they shall say: Arise, and let us return to our own people and to the land our nativity, from the sword of the dove. |
Even her mercenaries among her are like stall-fed calves. They too will turn back; together they will flee; they will not take their stand, for the day of their calamity is coming on them, the time of their punishment.
The swift cannot flee, and the warrior cannot escape! In the north by the bank of the River Euphrates, they stumble and fall.
Cut off the sower from Babylon as well as him who wields the sickle at harvest time. Because of the oppressor’s sword, each will turn to his own people, each will flee to his own land.
We tried to heal Babylon, but she could not be healed. Abandon her! Let each of us go to his own land, for her judgement extends to the sky and reaches as far as the clouds.