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Amos 5:23 - Easy To Read Version

Take your noisy songs away from here.\par I will not listen to the music\par from your harps.\par

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Take thou away from me the noise of thy songs; for I will not hear the melody of thy viols.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Take away from Me the noise of your songs, for I will not listen to the melody of your harps.

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American Standard Version (1901)

Take thou away from me the noise of thy songs; for I will not hear the melody of thy viols.

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Common English Bible

Take away the noise of your songs; I won’t listen to the melody of your harps.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Take away from me the tumult of your songs, and I will not listen to the canticles of your lyre.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Take away from me the tumult of thy songs: and I will not hear the canticles of thy harp.

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Amos 5:23
5 Tagairtí Cros  

Even if you offer me burnt offerings\par and grain offerings,\par I will not accept them!\par I will not even look at the fat animals\par you give as fellowship offerings.\par


You should let fairness flow like water\par \{through your country\}.\par Let goodness flow like a stream\par that never becomes dry.\par


You play your harps.\par And like David, you practice on {\cf2\super [78]} \par your musical instruments.\par


I will change your holidays\par into days of crying for the dead.\par All your songs will be songs of sadness\par for dead people.\par I will put clothes of sadness on everyone.\par I will make every head bald. {\cf2\super [104]} \par I will make it like heavy crying\par for an only son that has died.\par It will be a very bitter end.”\par


The temple {\cf2\super [99]} songs will become sad funeral songs. The Lord my Master said those things. There will be dead bodies everywhere. In silence, people will take out the dead bodies and throw them \{onto the pile\}.” {\cf2\super [100]}