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Jeremiah 48:17 - Tree of Life Version

Mourn for him, all who are around him, all who know his name. Say: ‘How the mighty scepter, the splendid rod, is broken!’

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

All ye that are about him, bemoan him; and all ye that know his name, say, How is the strong staff broken, and the beautiful rod!

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Bemoan him, all you [nations] who are around him, and all you [nations more remote] who know his name; say, How broken is the mighty scepter [of national power] and the splendid rod [of glory]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

All ye that are round about him, bemoan him, and all ye that know his name; say, How is the strong staff broken, the beautiful rod!

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Common English Bible

Grieve for this nation, you neighbors of Moab, all you who know his name. Proclaim how its mighty scepter and magnificent staff are shattered!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Console him, all you who surround him and all you who know his name. Say: 'How has the strong staff become broken, the glorious staff?'

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Comfort him, all you that are round about him. And all you that know his name, say: How is the strong staff broken, the beautiful rod?

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Jeremiah 48:17
12 Tagairtí Cros  

Adonai will extend your mighty rod from Zion: “Rule in the midst of your enemies.”


Oy to Assyria, the rod of My anger— the club in their hand is My indignation!


which struck the people in wrath with continual strokes, which ruled the nations in fury, with relentless persecution.


For the fields of Heshbon have withered, as well as the vine of Sibmah. Rulers of nations have trampled the choice clusters, that reached as far as Jazer and into the desert, its branches spread out and crossed to the sea.


For every stomping boot quaking and cloak rolled in blood will be for burning— fuel for the fire.


“‘How shattered it is!’ they wailed! ‘How Moab turned his back in shame!’ So Moab will become a laughingstock and a horror to all around him.”