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Isaiah 17:11 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

11 On the day that you plant, you will help them to grow, and in the morning you will help your seed to sprout, but the harvest will vanish on the day of disease and incurable pain.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

11 in the day shalt thou make thy plant to grow, and in the morning shalt thou make thy seed to flourish: but the harvest shall be a heap in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

11 And in the day of your planting you hedge it in, and in the morning you make your seed to blossom, yet [promising as it is] the harvest shall be a heap of ruins and flee away in the day of expected possession and of desperate sorrow and sickening, incurable pain.

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American Standard Version (1901)

11 In the day of thy planting thou hedgest it in, and in the morning thou makest thy seed to blossom; but the harvest fleeth away in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.

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Common English Bible

11 make them grow the day you plant them, and make them bloom the morning you start them. But the harvest will disappear on a day of sickness and incurable pain.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

11 In the day of your planting, the wild grapevine and your morning seed will flourish. The harvest has been taken away to the day of inheritance, and you will grieve heavily.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

11 In the day of thy planting shall be the wild grape, and in the morning thy seed shall flourish: the harvest is taken away in the day of inheritance and shall grieve thee much.

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Isaiah 17:11
18 Tagairtí Cros  

In my experience, those who plough injustice and those who sow trouble  reap the same.


It will be as if a reaper had gathered standing corn – his arm harvesting the ears of corn – and as if one had gleaned ears of corn in Rephaim Valley.


The prophets prophesy falsely, and the priests rule by their own authority. My people love it like this. But what will you do at the end of it?


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.


The seeds lie shrivelled in their casings.  , The storehouses are in ruin, and the granaries are broken down, because the corn has withered away.


and your strength will be used up for nothing.  Your land will not yield its produce, and the trees of the land will not bear their fruit.


Because of your hardened and unrepentant heart you are storing up wrath  for yourself in the day of wrath,  when God’s righteous judgement is revealed.


You will plant and cultivate vineyards but not drink the wine or gather the grapes, because worms will eat them.


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