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Lamentations 1:20 - American Standard Version 2015

20 Behold, O Jehovah; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled;\par\tab My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled:\par\tab Abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

20 Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: My bowels are troubled; Mine heart is turned within me; For I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaveth, At home there is as death.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

20 Behold, O Lord, how distressed I am! My vital parts (emotions) are in tumult and are deeply disturbed; my heart cannot rest and is violently agitated within me, for I have grievously rebelled. Outside the house the sword bereaves, at home there is [famine, pestilence] death!

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American Standard Version (1901)

20 Behold, O Jehovah; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.

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Common English Bible

20 Pay attention, LORD, for I am in trouble. My stomach is churning; my heart is pounding inside me because I am so bitter. In the streets the sword kills; in the house it is like death.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

20 RES. See, O Lord, that I am in tribulation. My bowels have been disturbed, my heart has been subverted within me, for I am filled with bitterness. Outside, the sword puts to death, and at home there is a similar death.

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Lamentations 1:20
32 Tagairtí Cros  

My heart is troubled, and resteth not;\par\tab Days of affliction are come upon me.


He singeth before men, and saith,\par\tab I have sinned, and perverted that which was right,\par\tab And it profited me not:


I am poured out like water,\par\tab And all my bones are out of joint:\par\tab My heart is like wax;\par\tab It is melted within me.


I am faint and sore bruised:\par\tab I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.


He that covereth his transgressions shall not prosper:\par\tab But whoso confesseth and forsaketh them shall obtain mercy.


Wherefore my heart soundeth like a harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kir-heres.


Like a swallow {\i or} a crane, so did I chatter;\par\tab I did moan as a dove; mine eyes fail {\i with looking} upward:\par\tab O Lord, I am oppressed, be thou my surety.


If I go forth into the field, then, behold, the slain with the sword! and if I enter into the city, then, behold, they that are sick with famine! for both the prophet and the priest go about in the land, and have no knowledge.\par


We acknowledge, O Jehovah, our wickedness, and the iniquity of our fathers; for we have sinned against thee.


Yet thou saidst, I am innocent; surely his anger is turned away from me. Behold, I will enter into judgment with thee, because thou sayest, I have not sinned.


Only acknowledge thine iniquity, that thou hast transgressed against Jehovah thy God, and hast scattered thy ways to the strangers under every green tree, and ye have not obeyed my voice, saith Jehovah.


Is Ephraim my dear son? is he a darling child? for as often as I speak against him, I do earnestly remember him still: therefore my heart yearneth for him; I will surely have mercy upon him, saith Jehovah.\par


My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart; my heart is disquieted in me; I cannot hold my peace; because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.


Therefore my heart soundeth for Moab like pipes, and my heart soundeth like pipes for the men of Kir-heres: therefore the abundance that he hath gotten is perished.


All her people sigh, they seek bread;\par\tab They have given their pleasant things for food to refresh the soul:\par\tab See, O Jehovah, and behold; for I am become abject.


Jehovah is righteous; for I have rebelled against his commandment:\par\tab Hear, I pray you, all ye peoples, and behold my sorrow:\par\tab My virgins and my young men are gone into captivity.


Jerusalem hath grievously sinned; therefore she is become as an unclean thing;\par\tab All that honored her despise her, because they have seen her nakedness:\par\tab Yea, she sigheth, and turneth backward.\par


Her filthiness was in her skirts; she remembered not her latter end;\par\tab Therefore is she come down wonderfully; she hath no comforter:\par\tab Behold, O Jehovah, my affliction; for the enemy hath magnified himself.


Mine eyes do fail with tears, my heart is troubled;\par\tab My liver is poured upon the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people,\par\tab Because the young children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.


The crown is fallen from our head:\par\tab Woe unto us! for we have sinned.


The sword is without, and the pestilence and the famine within: he that is in the field shall die with the sword: and he that is in the city, famine and pestilence shall devour him.


we have sinned, and have dealt perversely, and have done wickedly, and have rebelled, even turning aside from thy precepts and from thine ordinances;


How shall I give thee up, Ephraim? {\i how} shall I cast thee off, Israel? how shall I make thee as Admah? {\i how} shall I set thee as Zeboiim? my heart is turned within me, my compassions are kindled together.


I heard, and my body trembled,\par\tab My lips quivered at the voice;\par\tab Rottenness entereth into my bones, and I tremble in my place;\par\tab Because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble,\par\tab For the coming up of the people that invadeth us.


Without shall the sword bereave, And in the chambers terror; It shall destroy both young man and virgin, The suckling with the man of gray hairs.


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