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Jeremiah 4:8 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

For this gird you with sackcloth, lament and wail; for the fierce anger of the LORD hasn't turned back from us.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

For this gird you with sackcloth, lament and howl: for the fierce anger of the LORD is not turned back from us.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

For this, gird yourselves with sackcloth, lament and wail, for the fierce anger of the Lord has not turned back from us.

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American Standard Version (1901)

For this gird you with sackcloth, lament and wail; for the fierce anger of Jehovah is not turned back from us.

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Common English Bible

So put on funeral clothing. Weep and wail, for the LORD’s fierce anger hasn’t turned away from us.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Concerning this, wrap yourselves in haircloth, mourn and wail: 'For the wrath of the fury of the Lord has not been turned away from us.'

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

For this, gird yourselves with haircloth, lament and howl: for the fierce anger of the Lord is not turned away from us.

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Jeremiah 4:8
22 Tagairtí Cros  

He threw on them the fierceness of his anger, wrath, indignation, and trouble, and a band of angels of evil.


They will only bow down under the prisoners, and will fall under the slain. For all this his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.


Wail; for the day of the LORD is at hand! It will come as destruction from the Almighty.


In that day, the Lord, the LORD of Armies, called to weeping, and to mourning, and to baldness, and to dressing in sackcloth:


Tremble, you women who are at ease! Be troubled, you careless ones! Strip yourselves, make yourselves naked, and put sackcloth on your waist.


Therefore the LORD's anger burns against his people, and he has stretched out his hand against them, and has struck them. The mountains tremble, and their dead bodies are as refuse in the midst of the streets. For all this, his anger is not turned away, but his hand is still stretched out.


The Syrians in front, and the Pelishtim behind; and they will devour Yisra'el with open mouth. For all this, his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.


Therefore the Lord will not rejoice over their young men, neither will he have compassion on their fatherless and widows; for everyone is profane and an evil-doer, and every mouth speaks folly. For all this his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.


Menasheh, Efrayim; and Efrayim, Menasheh; and they together shall be against Yehudah. For all this his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.


Wail, you shepherds, and cry; and wallow [in ashes], you principal of the flock; for the days of your slaughter and of your dispersions are fully come, and you shall fall like a goodly vessel.


The fierce anger of the LORD shall not return, until he has executed, and until he have performed the intents of his heart: in the latter days you shall understand it.


Mo'av is disappointed; for it is broken down: wail and cry; tell you it by the Arnon, that Mo'av is laid waste.


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.


Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look, and see if there be any sorrow like my sorrow, which is brought on me, With which the LORD has afflicted [me] in the day of his fierce anger.


Cry and wail, son of man; for it is on my people, it is on all the princes of Yisra'el: they are delivered over to the sword with my people; strike therefore on your thigh.


Son of man, prophesy, and say, Thus says the Lord GOD: Wail, Alas for the day!


Put on sackcloth and mourn, you Kohanim! Wail, you ministers of the altar. Come, lie all night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God, for the meal offering and the drink offering are withheld from your God's house.


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.


Shave your heads, and cut off your hair for the children of your delight. Enlarge your baldness like the rakham; for they have gone into captivity from you!


The LORD said to Moshe, Take all the chiefs of the people, and hang them up to the LORD before the sun, that the fierce anger of the LORD may turn away from Yisra'el.