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Lamentations 5:9 - Revised Standard Version

We get our bread at the peril of our lives, because of the sword in the wilderness.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

We gat our bread with the peril of our lives Because of the sword of the wilderness.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

We get our bread at the peril of our lives because of the sword of the wilderness [the wild Arabs, who may attack if we venture into the fields to reap our harvests].

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American Standard Version (1901)

We get our bread at the peril of our lives, Because of the sword of the wilderness.

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Common English Bible

We get our bread at the risk of our lives because of the desert heat.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

We obtained our bread at the risk of our lives, before the face of the sword, in the wilderness.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

We fetched our bread at the peril of our lives, because of the sword in the desert.

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Lamentations 5:9
9 Tagairtí Cros  

and said, “Far be it from me, O Lord, that I should do this. Shall I drink the blood of the men who went at the risk of their lives?” Therefore he would not drink it. These things did the three mighty men.


because of the Chaldeans; for they were afraid of them, because Ishmael the son of Nethaniah had slain Gedaliah the son of Ahikam, whom the king of Babylon had made governor over the land.


and saying, ‘No, we will go to the land of Egypt, where we shall not see war, or hear the sound of the trumpet, or be hungry for bread, and we will dwell there,’


then the sword which you fear shall overtake you there in the land of Egypt; and the famine of which you are afraid shall follow hard after you to Egypt; and there you shall die.


Now the angel of the Lord came and sat under the oak at Ophrah, which belonged to Joash the Abiezrite, as his son Gideon was beating out wheat in the wine press, to hide it from the Midianites.