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Ezekiel 11:3 - Tree of Life Version

who say, ‘This is not the time to build houses! This city is the cooking pot and we are the meat!’

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

which say, It is not near: let us build houses: this city is the caldron, and we be the flesh.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Who say, [The time] is not near to build houses; this city is the boiling pot and we are the flesh.

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American Standard Version (1901)

that say, The time is not near to build houses: this city is the caldron, and we are the flesh.

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Common English Bible

They are the ones who say, “The nearest relatives aren’t building houses. The city is the cooking pot, and we are the meat.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

saying: 'Was it so long ago that houses were being built? This city is a cooking pot, and we are the meat.'

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Saying: Were not houses lately built? This city is the caldron, and we the flesh.

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Ezekiel 11:3
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Afterward Elisha returned to Gilgal. Now there was famine in the land. As the sons of the prophets were sitting before him, he said to his servant, “Put on the large pot and boil stew for the sons of the prophets.”


They say: “Let Him hurry up and hasten His work, so we may see it! Let the plan of the Holy One of Israel draw near and come, so we may know it!”


“Son of man, what is that proverb you people have in the land of Israel saying, ‘The days are prolonged and every vision fails?’


“Son of man, behold, the house of Israel says, ‘The vision that he sees is for many days from now. He prophesies about times that are far off.’


Doom has come upon you, inhabitant of the land! The time has come, the day is near—panic, not joyful shouting on the hills.


chanting to the sound of harp like David, inventing their own instruments of song,


Now that they have eaten the flesh of my people, stripped their skin off from them, and smashed their bones to bits, they cut it up like flesh in a pot, or like meat within a caldron.


and saying, “Where is this promise of His coming? Ever since the fathers died, everything goes on just as it has from the beginning of creation.”