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Genesis 41:23 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

23 After them, seven ears of corn #– #withered, thin, and scorched by the east wind #– #sprouted up.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

23 and, behold, seven ears, withered, thin, and blasted with the east wind, sprung up after them:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

23 And behold, seven [other] ears, withered, thin, and blighted by the east wind, sprouted after them.

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American Standard Version (1901)

23 and, behold, seven ears, withered, thin, and blasted with the east wind, sprung up after them:

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Common English Bible

23 Just then, seven hard and thin ears of grain, scorched by the east wind, sprouted after them,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

23 Likewise, another seven, thin and struck with blight, rose up from the stalk.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

23 Other seven also, thin and blasted, sprung of the stock.

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Genesis 41:23
8 Tagairtí Cros  

In my dream I also saw seven ears of corn, full and good, coming up on one stalk.


The thin ears of corn swallowed the seven good ones. I told this to the magicians, but no one can tell me what it means.’


After them, seven ears of corn, thin and scorched by the east wind, sprouted up.


Their inhabitants have become powerless, dismayed, and ashamed. They are plants of the field, tender grass, grass on the rooftops, blasted by the east wind.


Although he flourishes among his brothers,  , an east wind will come, a wind from the Lord rising up from the desert. His water source will fail, and his spring will run dry. The wind  will plunder the treasury of every precious item.


Indeed, they sow the wind and reap the whirlwind. There is no standing corn; what sprouts fails to yield flour. Even if it did, foreigners would swallow it up.


Ephraim  is struck down; their roots are withered; they cannot bear fruit. Even if they bear children, I will kill the precious offspring of their wombs.


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