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2 Samuel 1:19 - King James 2000

The beauty of Israel is slain upon your high places: how are the mighty fallen!

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

The beauty of Israel is slain upon thy high places: How are the mighty fallen!

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Your glory, O Israel, is slain upon your high places. How have the mighty fallen!

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American Standard Version (1901)

Thy glory, O Israel, is slain upon thy high places! How are the mighty fallen!

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Common English Bible

Oh, no, Israel! Your prince lies dead on your heights. Look how the mighty warriors have fallen!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

The illustrious of Israel have been killed upon your mountains. How could the valiant have fallen?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

The illustrious of Israel are slain upon thy mountains: How are the valiant fallen?

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2 Samuel 1:19
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death they were not divided: they were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions.


How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! O Jonathan, you were slain in your high places.


How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished!


In that day shall the branch of the LORD be beautiful and glorious, and the fruit of the earth shall be excellent and splendid for them that have escaped of Israel.


For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground: he has no stately form nor splendor; and when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we should desire him.


How the Lord has covered the daughter of Zion with a cloud in his anger, and cast down from heaven unto the earth the beauty of Israel, and remembered not his footstool in the day of his anger!


The crown has fallen from our head: woe unto us, that we have sinned!


And I took my staff, even Grace, and cut it asunder, that I might break my covenant which I had made with all the people.


And I will feed the flock of slaughter, even you, O poor of the flock. And I took unto me two staffs; the one I called Grace, and the other I called Unity; and I fed the flock.


And it came to pass the next day, when the Philistines came to strip the slain, that they found Saul and his three sons fallen in mount Gilboa.