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Genesis 37:34 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

34 Then Jacob tore his clothes, put sackcloth round his waist, and mourned for his son for many days.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

34 And Jacob rent his clothes, and put sackcloth upon his loins, and mourned for his son many days.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

34 And Jacob tore his clothes, put on sackcloth, and mourned many days for his son.

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American Standard Version (1901)

34 And Jacob rent his garments, and put sackcloth upon his loins, and mourned for his son many days.

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Common English Bible

34 Then Jacob tore his clothes, put a simple mourning cloth around his waist, and mourned for his son for many days.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

34 And tearing his garments, he was clothed in haircloth, mourning his son for a long time.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

34 And tearing his garments, he put on sackcloth, mourning for his son a long time.

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Genesis 37:34
32 Tagairtí Cros  

When Reuben returned to the pit and saw that Joseph was not there, he tore his clothes.


But Jacob answered, ‘My son will not go down with you, for his brother is dead and he alone is left.  If anything happens to him on your journey, you will bring my grey hairs down to Sheol in sorrow.’


Then they tore their clothes,  and each one loaded his donkey and returned to the city.


Then David took hold of his clothes and tore them,  and all the men with him did the same.


David then ordered Joab and all the people who were with him, ‘Tear your clothes, put on sackcloth,  and mourn over Abner.’ And King David walked behind the coffin.


His servants said to him, ‘Consider this: we have heard that the kings of the house of Israel are merciful kings. So let’s put sackcloth round our waists  and ropes round our heads, and let’s go out to the king of Israel. Perhaps he will spare your life.’


When Ahab heard these words, he tore his clothes, put sackcloth over his body, and fasted. He lay down in sackcloth  and walked around subdued.


When King Hezekiah heard their report, he tore his clothes, covered himself with sackcloth,  and went into the Lord’s temple.


As Elisha watched, he kept crying out, ‘My father, my father, the chariots and horsemen of Israel! ’ When he could see him no longer, he took hold of his own clothes, tore them in two,


When the king heard the words of the book of the law, he tore his clothes.


When David looked up and saw the angel of the Lord standing between earth and heaven, with his drawn sword in his hand stretched out over Jerusalem, David and the elders, covered in sackcloth,  fell face down.


Their father Ephraim mourned a long time, and his relatives  came to comfort him.


On the twenty-fourth day of this month  the Israelites assembled; they were fasting, wearing sackcloth, and had put dust on their heads.


Then Job stood up, tore  his robe, and shaved  his head. He fell to the ground and worshipped,


I have sewn sackcloth over my skin; I have buried my strength  in the dust.


When they looked from a distance, they could barely recognise him. They wept aloud,  and each man tore his robe and threw dust into the air and on his head.


Shudder, you complacent ones; tremble, you overconfident ones! Strip yourselves bare and put sackcloth round your waists.


Then Eliakim son of Hilkiah, who was in charge of the palace, Shebna the court secretary, and Joah son of Asaph, the court historian, came to Hezekiah with their clothes torn and reported to him the words of the royal spokesman.


As they heard all these words, the king and all his servants did not become terrified  or tear their clothes.


Indeed, every head is bald and every beard is chopped short.  On every hand is a gash  and sackcloth  round the waist.


Tear your hearts, not just your clothes, and return to the  Lord your God. For he is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger, abounding in faithful love, and he relents from sending disaster.


‘Woe to you, Chorazin!   Woe to you, Bethsaida!   For if the miracles that were done in you had been done in Tyre and Sidon,   they would have repented in sackcloth and ashes long ago.


Then the high priest tore his robes and said, ‘He has blasphemed!  Why do we still need witnesses? See, now you’ve heard the blasphemy.


The apostles Barnabas and Paul tore their robes when they heard this and rushed into the crowd, shouting,


Then Joshua tore his clothes and fell face down to the ground before the ark of the Lord until evening,  as did the elders of Israel; they all put dust on their heads.


I will grant  my two witnesses authority to prophesy for 1,260 days, dressed in sackcloth.’


When he saw her, he tore his clothes and said, ‘No! Not my daughter! You have devastated me! You have brought great misery on me.  I have given my word to the Lord and cannot take it back.’


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