Wail, O gate; cry, O city; melt in fear, O Philistia, all of you! For smoke comes out of the north, and there is no straggler in its ranks.
Isaiah 24:12 - New Revised Standard Version Desolation is left in the city, the gates are battered into ruins. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 In the city is left desolation, and the gate is smitten with destruction. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition In the city is left desolation, and its gate is battered and destroyed. American Standard Version (1901) In the city is left desolation, and the gate is smitten with destruction. Common English Bible Ruin remains in the city, and the gate is battered to wreckage. Catholic Public Domain Version Solitude is what remains in the city, and calamity will overwhelm its gates. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Desolation is left in the city and calamity shall oppress the gates. |
Wail, O gate; cry, O city; melt in fear, O Philistia, all of you! For smoke comes out of the north, and there is no straggler in its ranks.
For the palace will be forsaken, the populous city deserted; the hill and the watchtower will become dens forever, the joy of wild asses, a pasture for flocks;
The forest will disappear completely, and the city will be utterly laid low.
I will go before you and level the mountains, I will break in pieces the doors of bronze and cut through the bars of iron,
I will make Jerusalem a heap of ruins, a lair of jackals; and I will make the towns of Judah a desolation, without inhabitant.
How lonely sits the city that once was full of people! How like a widow she has become, she that was great among the nations! She that was a princess among the provinces has become a vassal.
The roads to Zion mourn, for no one comes to the festivals; all her gates are desolate, her priests groan; her young girls grieve, and her lot is bitter.
Her gates have sunk into the ground; he has ruined and broken her bars; her king and princes are among the nations; guidance is no more, and her prophets obtain no vision from the Lord.
For the inhabitants of Maroth wait anxiously for good, yet disaster has come down from the Lord to the gate of Jerusalem.
For her wound is incurable. It has come to Judah; it has reached to the gate of my people, to Jerusalem.
The king was enraged. He sent his troops, destroyed those murderers, and burned their city.