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Revelation 18:16 - American Standard Version 2015

16 saying, Woe, woe, the great city, she that was arrayed in fine linen and purple and scarlet, and decked with gold and precious stone and pearl!

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

16 and saying, Alas, alas, that great city, that was clothed in fine linen, and purple, and scarlet, and decked with gold, and precious stones, and pearls!

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

16 Alas, alas for the great city that was robed in fine linen, in purple and scarlet, bedecked and glittering with gold, with precious stones, and with pearls! [Ezek. 27:31, 36.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

16 saying, Woe, woe, the great city, she that was arrayed in fine linen and purple and scarlet, and decked with gold and precious stone and pearl!

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Common English Bible

16 ‘Oh, the horror! The great city that wore fine linen, purple, and scarlet, who glittered with gold, jewels, and pearls—

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Catholic Public Domain Version

16 and saying: 'Woe! Woe! to that great city, which was clothed with fine linen and purple and scarlet, and which was adorned with gold and precious stones and pearls.'

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Revelation 18:16
8 Tagairtí Cros  

Thou wast the anointed cherub that covereth: and I set thee, {\i so that} thou wast upon the holy mountain of God; thou hast walked up and down in the midst of the stones of fire.


Take ye the spoil of silver, take the spoil of gold; for there is no end of the store, the glory of all goodly furniture.


And he carried me away in the Spirit into a wilderness: and I saw a woman sitting upon a scarlet-colored beast, full of names of blasphemy, having seven heads and ten horns.


And the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet, and decked with gold and precious stone and pearls, having in her hand a golden cup full of abominations, even the unclean things of her fornication,


and cried out as they looked upon the smoke of her burning, saying, What {\i city} is like the great city?


And they cast dust on their heads, and cried, weeping and mourning, saying, Woe, woe, the great city, wherein all that had {\i their} ships in the sea were made rich by reason of her costliness! for in one hour is she made desolate.


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