Our oxen bear a heavy load. There is no breach, no going into captivity, no outcry in our streets.
Isaiah 24:11 - Tree of Life Version In the streets is an outcry for wine; all joy becomes dark as evening; the mirth of the land is banished. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 There is a crying for wine in the streets; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition There is crying in the streets for wine; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is banished and gone into captivity. American Standard Version (1901) There is a crying in the streets because of the wine; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone. Common English Bible There is a cry for wine in the streets. All joy has reached its dusk; happiness is exiled from the earth. Catholic Public Domain Version There will be a clamor for wine in the streets. All rejoicing has been abandoned. The gladness of the earth has been carried away. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version There shall be a crying for wine in the streets: all mirth is forsaken: the joy of the earth is gone away. |
Our oxen bear a heavy load. There is no breach, no going into captivity, no outcry in our streets.
Give strong drink to one who is dying, and wine to those who are bitterly distressed—
Gladness and joy are taken away from the fruitful field. In the vineyards, no singing for joy no happy shouting, no treading wine in the presses. I have made the shouting stop.
Within a year and a few days you will shudder, complacent ones. For the grape harvest will fail and the gathering will not come.
for the land of my people, where thorns and briars come up, for all the joyful houses of the jubilant city.
or look to the earth, behold, distress and darkness, the gloom of anguish, and they will be driven into darkness.
One grabs with the right hand but is hungry, and eats with the left hand but is not satisfied. Everyone will eat the flesh of his own arm—
Judah will mourn, and her gates languish. They will bow in black to the ground And Jerusalem’s wail will go up.
Nations have heard of your shame, and your outcry fills the earth. For warrior stumbles over warrior— both fall down together.”
So joy and gladness are taken away from the fruitful field and from the land of Moab. I stopped wine from the winepresses. No one will tread with shouting— any shouting is not a shout of joy.”
Nor did they not cry to Me in their heart when they were wailing on their beds. For the sake of grain and new wine they slash themselves— they keep turning away from Me.
The vine withered, the fig tree wilted. Pomegranate, palm and apple tree —all trees of the field— are withered, for joy has withered away from the children of men.
Ah, the day! The day of Adonai is near! As havoc from Shaddai it will come.
“But Abraham said, ‘Son, remember that in your life you received your good things, even as Lazarus received the bad things. But now he is comforted here, and you are tormented.