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Genesis 41:23 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

and behold, seven heads of grain, withered, thin, and blasted with the east wind, sprung up after them.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

and, behold, seven ears, withered, thin, and blasted with the east wind, sprung up after them:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

And behold, seven [other] ears, withered, thin, and blighted by the east wind, sprouted after them.

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American Standard Version (1901)

and, behold, seven ears, withered, thin, and blasted with the east wind, sprung up after them:

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Common English Bible

Just then, seven hard and thin ears of grain, scorched by the east wind, sprouted after them,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Likewise, another seven, thin and struck with blight, rose up from the stalk.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Other seven also, thin and blasted, sprung of the stock.

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Genesis 41:23
8 Tagairtí Cros  

I saw in my dream, and behold, seven heads of grain came up on one stalk, full and good:


The thin heads of grain swallowed up the seven good heads of grain. I told it to the magicians, but there was no one who could explain it to me.*


Behold, seven heads of grain, thin and blasted with the east wind, sprung up after them.


Therefore their inhabitants were of small power, they were dismayed and confounded; they were as the grass of the field, and as the green herb, as the grass on the housetops, and as grain blasted before it is grown up.


Though he is fruitful among his brothers, an east wind will come, the breath of the LORD coming up from the wilderness; and his spring will become dry, and his fountain will be dried up. He will plunder the storehouse of treasure.


For they sow the wind, and they will reap the whirlwind. He has no standing grain. The stalk will yield no head. If it does yield, strangers will swallow it up.


Efrayim is struck. Their root has dried up. They will bear no fruit. Even though they bring forth, yet I will kill the beloved ones of their womb.*