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Isaiah 3:7 - Tree of Life Version

In that day he will protest, saying: “I’m no healer! In my house is no bread or cloak. Don’t make me a ruler of people!”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

in that day shall he swear, saying, I will not be an healer; for in my house is neither bread nor clothing: make me not a ruler of the people.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

In that day he will answer, saying, I will not be a healer and one who binds up; I am not a physician. For in my house is neither bread nor clothing; you shall not make me judge and ruler of the people.

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American Standard Version (1901)

in that day shall he lift up his voice, saying, I will not be a healer; for in my house is neither bread nor clothing: ye shall not make me ruler of the people.

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Common English Bible

Someone else will cry out on that day, “I’m no healer! I have neither food nor clothing in my house! Don’t make me the leader of the people!”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

In that day, he will respond by saying: "I am not a healer, and there is no bread or vestment in my house. Do not choose to appoint me as a leader of the people."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

In that day he shall answer, saying: I am no healer and in my house there is no bread nor clothing: make me not ruler of the people.

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Isaiah 3:7
10 Tagairtí Cros  

But Abram said to the king of Sodom, “I raise my hand in oath to Adonai, El Elyon, Creator of heaven and earth.


Some of you will rebuild the ancient ruins, will raise up the age-old foundations, will be called Repairer of the Breach, Restorer of Streets for Dwelling.


Have You utterly rejected Judah? Has Your soul loathed Zion? Why have You smitten us, and there is no healing for us? We looked for shalom, but nothing good came, and for a time of healing, but suddenly, terror!


How can I admonish you? To what can I compare you, O daughter of Jerusalem? To what can I liken you, so that I might console you, O virgin daughter of Zion? For your wound is as deep as the sea! Who can heal you?


You do not strengthen the weak, heal the sick, bind up the broken, bring back the stray or seek the lost. Instead, you have ruled over them with force and cruelty.


When Ephraim saw his sickness and Judah his wound, Ephraim went to Assyria and sent envoys to a warring king. But he cannot heal you nor will he cure your wound.


Come, let us return to Adonai. For He has torn, but He will heal us. He has smitten, but He will bind us up.


Is food not cut off before our eyes— joy and gladness from God’s House?


“Yes, I lift My hand up to heaven and say, ‘As I Myself live forever,