She went and sat down opposite him, a good way off, about a bow shot away. For she said, *Don't let me see the death of the child.* She sat over against him, and lifted up her voice, and wept.
Amos 8:10 - Hebrew Names version (HNV) I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and the end of it like a bitter day. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 and I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning of an only son, and the end thereof as a bitter day. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition And I will turn your feasts into mourning and all your songs into lamentation, and I will cause sackcloth to be put upon all loins and baldness [for mourning] shall come on every head; and I will make that time as the mourning for an only son, and the end of it as a bitter day. American Standard Version (1901) And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will bring sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning for an only son, and the end thereof as a bitter day. Common English Bible I will turn your feasts into sad affairs and all your singing into a funeral song; I will make people wear mourning clothes and shave their heads; I will make it like the loss of an only child, and the end of it like a bitter day. Catholic Public Domain Version And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your hymns into lamentation. And I will put sackcloth over every one of your backs, and baldness on every head. And I will begin it like the mourning for an only-begotten son, and complete it like a bitter day. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation: and I will bring up sackcloth upon every back of yours, and baldness upon every head: and I will make it as the mourning of an only son, and the latter end thereof as a bitter day. |
She went and sat down opposite him, a good way off, about a bow shot away. For she said, *Don't let me see the death of the child.* She sat over against him, and lifted up her voice, and wept.
When he is about to fill his belly, God will cast the fierceness of his wrath on him. It will rain on him while he is eating.
Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let all that makes black the day terrify it.
Therefore my harp has turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.
It shall happen that instead of sweet spices, there shall be rottenness; instead of a belt, a rope; instead of well set hair, baldness; instead of a robe, a girding of sackcloth; and branding instead of beauty.
Your own wickedness shall correct you, and your backsliding shall reprove you: know therefore and see that it is an evil thing and a bitter, that you have forsaken the LORD your God, and that my fear is not in you, says the Lord, the LORD of Armies.
For every head is bald, and every beard clipped: on all the hands are cuttings, and on the waist sackcloth.
Daughter of my people, gird you with sackcloth, and wallow yourself in ashes: make you mourning, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation; for the destroyer shall suddenly come on us.
They shall also gird themselves with sackcloth, and horror shall cover them; and shame shall be on all faces, and baldness on all their heads.
You, son of man, thus says the Lord GOD to Eretz-Yisra'el, An end: the end is come on the four corners of the land.
I will also cause all her celebrations to cease: her feasts, her new moons, her Shabbatot, and all her solemn assemblies.
I will visit on her the days of the Ba`alim, to which she burned incense, when she decked herself with her earrings and her jewels, and went after her lovers, and forgot me,* says the LORD.
Mourn like a virgin dressed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth!
I hate, I despise your feasts, and I can't stand your solemn assemblies.
Take away from me the noise of your songs! I will not listen to the music of your harps.
The songs of the temple will be wailings in that day,* says the Lord GOD. *The dead bodies will be many. In every place they will throw them out with silence.
For entangled like thorns, and drunken as with their drink, they are consumed utterly like dry stubble.
I will pour on the house of David, and on the inhabitants of Yerushalayim, the spirit of grace and of supplication; and they will look to me whom they have pierced; and they shall mourn for him, as one mourns for his only son, and will grieve bitterly for him, as one grieves for his firstborn.
and you shall rejoice in your feast, you, and your son, and your daughter, and your male servant, and your female servant, and the Levite, and the foreigner, and the fatherless, and the widow, who are within your gates.