I have seen thine abominations, even thine adulteries, and thy neighings, the lewdness of thy whoredom, on the hills in the field. Woe unto thee, O Jerusalem! thou wilt not be made clean; how long shall it yet be?
Ezekiel 16:23 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895 And it is come to pass after all thy wickedness, (woe, woe unto thee! saith the Lord GOD) Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 And it came to pass after all thy wickedness, (woe, woe unto thee! saith the Lord GOD;) Amplified Bible - Classic Edition And after all your wickedness–Woe, woe to you! says the Lord God– American Standard Version (1901) And it is come to pass after all thy wickedness (woe, woe unto thee! saith the Lord Jehovah), Common English Bible After all your wickedness—doom, doom to you, proclaims the LORD God— Catholic Public Domain Version And it happened that, after all your wickedness, (woe, woe to you, says the Lord God) Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version And it came to pass after all thy wickedness (Woe, Woe to thee, saith the Lord God) |
I have seen thine abominations, even thine adulteries, and thy neighings, the lewdness of thy whoredom, on the hills in the field. Woe unto thee, O Jerusalem! thou wilt not be made clean; how long shall it yet be?
and say, Thus saith the Lord GOD Woe to the women that sew pillows upon all elbows, and make kerchiefs for the head of persons of every stature to hunt souls! will ye hunt the souls of my people, and save souls alive for yourselves?
Thus saith the Lord GOD Woe unto the foolish prophets, that follow their own spirit, and have seen nothing!
And in all thine abominations and thy whoredoms thou hast not remembered the days of thy youth, when thou wast naked and bare, and wast weltering in thy blood.
that thou hast built unto thee an eminent place, and hast made thee a lofty place in every street.
And he spread it before me; and it was written within and without: and there was written therein lamentations, and mourning, and woe.
Wherefore thus saith the Lord GOD Woe to the bloody city, to the caldron whose rust is therein, and whose rust is not gone out of it! bring it out piece by piece; no lot is fallen upon it.
Woe unto thee, Chorazin! woe unto thee, Bethsaida! for if the mighty works had been done in Tyre and Sidon which were done in you, they would have repented long ago in sackcloth and ashes.
Therefore rejoice, O heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe for the earth and for the sea: because the devil is gone down unto you, having great wrath, knowing that he hath but a short time.
And I saw, and I heard an eagle, flying in mid heaven, saying with a great voice, Woe, woe, woe, for them that dwell on the earth, by reason of the other voices of the trumpet of the three angels, who are yet to sound.