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Lamentations 1:4 - Y'all Version Bible

The roads to Zion mourn, because no one comes to the solemn assembly. All her gates are desolate. Her priests sigh. Her virgins are afflicted, and she herself is in bitterness.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

The ways of Zion do mourn, Because none come to the solemn feasts: All her gates are desolate: Her priests sigh, Her virgins are afflicted, And she is in bitterness.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

The roads to Zion mourn, because no one comes to the solemn assembly or the appointed feasts. All her gates are desolate, her priests sigh and groan, her maidens are grieved and vexed, and she herself is in bitterness.

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American Standard Version (1901)

The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn assembly; All her gates are desolate, her priests do sigh: Her virgins are afflicted, and she herself is in bitterness.

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Common English Bible

Zion’s roads are in mourning; no one comes to the festivals. All her gates are deserted. Her priests are groaning, her young women grieving. She is bitter.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

DALETH. The pathways of Zion mourn, because there are none who approach for the solemnity. All her gates are destroyed. Her priests groan. Her virgins are filthy. And she is overwhelmed with bitterness.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Daleth. The ways of Sion mourn, because there are none that come to the solemn feast: all her gates are broken down: her priests sigh: her virgins are in affliction and she is oppressed with bitterness.

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Lamentations 1:4
19 Tagairtí Cros  

Her gates will lament and mourn. She will be desolate and sit on the ground.


The voice of news, is coming, and a great commotion out of the north country, to make the cities of Judah a desolation, a dwelling place of jackals.


“Judah mourns, and its gates languish. They sit in black on the ground. The cry of Jerusalem goes up.


“I will make Jerusalem heaps, a dwelling place of jackals. I will make the cities of Judah a desolation, without inhabitant.”


“They have heard that I sigh. There is no one to comfort me. All my enemies have heard of my trouble. They are glad that you have done it. You will bring the day that you have proclaimed, and they will be like me.


The young men carry millstones. The children stumbled under loads of wood.


The elders have ceased from the gate, and the young men from their music.


I will visit on her the days of the Baals, to which she burned incense when she decked herself with her earrings and her jewels, and went after her lovers and forgot me,” says YHWH.


I will send the wild animals among y’all and they will make y’all childless, destroy y’all’s livestock, and make y’all few in number. Y’all’s roads will become deserted.


Therefore because of y’all, Zion will be plowed like a field, and Jerusalem will become a heap of ruins, and the mountain of the temple like the high places of a forest.