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Isaiah 41:29 - New Revised Standard Version

No, they are all a delusion; their works are nothing; their images are empty wind.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Behold, they are all vanity; their works are nothing: their molten images are wind and confusion.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Behold, these [pagan prophets and priests] are all emptiness (falseness and futility)! Their works are worthless; their molten images are empty wind (confusion and waste).

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American Standard Version (1901)

Behold, all of them, their works are vanity and nought; their molten images are wind and confusion.

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Common English Bible

Look, all of them are frauds; their deeds amount to nothing; their images are a total delusion.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Behold, they are all unjust, and their works are empty. Their idols are wind and emptiness.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Behold, they are all in the wrong, and their works are vain: their idols are wind and vanity.

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Isaiah 41:29
16 Tagairtí Cros  

For all the gods of the peoples are idols, but the Lord made the heavens.


they will not have regard for the altars, the work of their hands, and they will not look to what their own fingers have made, either the sacred poles or the altars of incense.


Their land is filled with idols; they bow down to the work of their hands, to what their own fingers have made.


and have hurled their gods into the fire, though they were no gods, but the work of human hands—wood and stone—and so they were destroyed.


You, indeed, are nothing and your work is nothing at all; whoever chooses you is an abomination.


They lift it to their shoulders, they carry it, they set it in its place, and it stands there; it cannot move from its place. If one cries out to it, it does not answer or save anyone from trouble.


Can any idols of the nations bring rain? Or can the heavens give showers? Is it not you, O Lord our God? We set our hope on you, for it is you who do all this.


The prophets are nothing but wind, for the word is not in them. Thus shall it be done to them!


What use is an idol once its maker has shaped it— a cast image, a teacher of lies? For its maker trusts in what has been made, though the product is only an idol that cannot speak!


For the teraphim utter nonsense, and the diviners see lies; the dreamers tell false dreams, and give empty consolation. Therefore the people wander like sheep; they suffer for lack of a shepherd.


the five men who had gone to spy out the land proceeded to enter and take the idol of cast metal, the ephod, and the teraphim. The priest was standing by the entrance of the gate with the six hundred men armed with weapons of war.


and do not turn aside after useless things that cannot profit or save, for they are useless.