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Lamentations 4:18 - Tree of Life Version

They hunted our steps, so we could not walk in our streets. Our end was near. Our days were numbered, for our end had come.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

They hunt our steps, That we cannot go in our streets: Our end is near, our days are fulfilled; For our end is come.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

[The missiles of the enemy] dog our steps, so that we cannot go into our streets; our end is near, our days are fulfilled–yes, our end has come.

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American Standard Version (1901)

They hunt our steps, so that we cannot go in our streets: Our end is near, our days are fulfilled; for our end is come.

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Common English Bible

Our steps were tracked; we could no longer walk in our streets. Our end had drawn near; our days were done—our end had definitely come.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

SADE. Our footsteps have slipped on the paths of our own streets. Our end draws near. Our days have been completed, for our end has arrived.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Sade. Our steps have slipped in the way of our streets, our end draweth near: our days are fulfilled, for our end is come.

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Lamentations 4:18
16 Tagairtí Cros  

If my head is held high, You hunt me like a lion, and again work wonders against me.


Let burning coals fall upon them. May they be cast into the fire, into deep pits, never to rise again.


Then Adonai said to me, “You have seen correctly, for I am watching over My word to perform it.”


“Behold, I will send for many fishers,” says Adonai, “and they will fish for them. After that, I will send for many hunters, and they will hunt them down from every mountain and from every hill, and out of the clefts of the rocks.


But when he was at the Benjamin Gate, a captain of the guard was there, whose name was Irijah son of Shelemiah son of Hananiah, who arrested the prophet Jeremiah, saying: “You are deserting to the Chaldeans!”


The prophets prophesy falsely, the kohanim rule by their own authority, and My people love it this way! But what will you do in the end?”


For thus says Adonai-Tzva’ot, the God of Israel: “The daughter of Babylon is like a threshing floor at treading time. A little longer, and the time of harvest for her will come.”


For no reason, my enemies hunted me down like a bird.


“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.’


He said: “Amos, what do you see?” “A basket of summer fruit,” I said. Then Adonai said to me: “The end has come to My people Israel. I will not again pass over them.


Whom has the king of Israel come after? Who are you chasing? A dead dog? A single flea?