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Jeremiah 6:3 - King James Version - American Edition

The shepherds with their flocks shall come unto her; they shall pitch their tents against her round about; they shall feed every one in his place.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

The shepherds with their flocks shall come unto her; they shall pitch their tents against her round about; they shall feed every one in his place.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Shepherds with their flocks shall come against her; they shall pitch their tents round about her; they shall pasture, each one in his place [eating up all her luxurious herbage on every side].

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American Standard Version (1901)

Shepherds with their flocks shall come unto her; they shall pitch their tents against her round about; they shall feed every one in his place.

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Common English Bible

Shepherds come to her with their flocks. They pitch their tents around her and graze in their place.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

The pastors will come to her with their flocks. They have pitched their tents against her all around. Each one will feed those who are under his hand.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

The shepherds shall come to her with their flocks: they have pitched their tents against her round about: every one shall feed them that are under his hand.

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Jeremiah 6:3
8 Tagairtí Cros  

And the Lord sent against him bands of the Chaldees, and bands of the Syrians, and bands of the Moabites, and bands of the children of Ammon, and sent them against Judah to destroy it, according to the word of the Lord, which he spake by his servants the prophets.


Many pastors have destroyed my vineyard, they have trodden my portion under foot, they have made my pleasant portion a desolate wilderness.


Thy shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria: thy nobles shall dwell in the dust: thy people is scattered upon the mountains, and no man gathereth them.


For the days shall come upon thee, that thine enemies shall cast a trench about thee, and compass thee round, and keep thee in on every side,