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Ezekiel 27:2 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

2 ‘Now, son of man, lament for Tyre.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 Now, thou son of man, take up a lamentation for Tyrus;

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 Now you, son of man, take up a lamentation over Tyre,

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 And thou, son of man, take up a lamentation over Tyre;

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Common English Bible

2 You, human one, sing a lament for Tyre.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 "You, therefore, son of man, take up a lamentation over Tyre.

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Ezekiel 27:2
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Therefore, this is what the Lord God says: ‘Look, my anger #– #my burning wrath #– #is about to be poured out on this place,  on people and animals, on the tree of the field, and on the produce of the land. My wrath will burn and not be quenched.’


I will raise weeping and a lament over the mountains, a dirge over the wilderness grazing land, for they have been so scorched that no one passes through. The sound of cattle is no longer heard. From the birds of the sky to the animals, everything has fled #– #they have gone away.


I will scatter them among the nations  that they and their ancestors have not known. I will send a sword after them until I have finished them off.’


‘As for you, take up a lament for the princes of Israel,


Then they will lament  for you and say of you, “How you have perished, city of renown, you who were populated from the seas! She who was powerful on the sea, she and all of her inhabitants inflicted their terror.


The word of the Lord came to me:


‘ “In their wailing they lament for you, mourning over you: ‘Who was like Tyre, silenced  in the middle of the sea?


‘Son of man, lament  for the king of Tyre and say to him, “This is what the Lord God says: You were the seal  of perfection, full of wisdom and perfect in beauty.


‘Son of man, lament  for Pharaoh king of Egypt and say to him, “You compare yourself to a lion of the nations, but  you are like a monster  , in the seas. You thrash about in your rivers, churn up the waters with your feet, and muddy the   rivers.


Listen to this message that I am singing for you, a lament,  house of Israel:


Therefore the Lord, the God of Armies, the Lord, says: There will be wailing in all the public squares; they will cry out in anguish  in all the streets. The farmer will be called on to mourn, and professional mourners  , to wail.


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