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Isaiah 23:12 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

12 He said, ‘You will not celebrate any more, ravished young woman, daughter of Sidon. Get up and cross over to Cyprus   – even there you will have no rest! ’

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 And he said, Thou shalt no more rejoice, O thou oppressed virgin, daughter of Zidon: arise, pass over to Chittim; there also shalt thou have no rest.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 And He said, You shall no more exult, you oppressed and crushed one, O Virgin Daughter of Sidon. Arise, pass over to Kittim (Cyprus); but even there you will have no rest.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 And he said, Thou shalt no more rejoice, O thou oppressed virgin daughter of Sidon: arise, pass over to Kittim; even there shalt thou have no rest.

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Common English Bible

12 saying, You will no longer celebrate, violated virgin Daughter Sidon. Get up and head to Cyprus; even there you will find no rest.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 And he said: "You shall no longer increase so as to glory, while enduring calumny, O virgin daughter of Sidon. Rise up and set sail for Kittim; in that place, too, there will be no rest for you."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 And he said: Thou shalt glory no more, O virgin daughter of Sidon, who art oppressed. Arise and sail over to Cethim: there also thou shalt have no rest.

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Isaiah 23:12
21 Tagairtí Cros  

And Javan’s sons: Elishah, Tarshish,  Kittim, and Dodanim.


Zebulun will live by the seashore and will be a harbour for ships, and his territory will be next to Sidon.


Is this your jubilant city, whose origin was in ancient times, whose feet have taken her to reside far away?


this is the word the Lord has spoken against him: Virgin Daughter Zion despises you and scorns you; Daughter Jerusalem shakes her head behind your back.


‘Go down and sit in the dust, Virgin Daughter Babylon. Sit on the ground without a throne, Daughter Chaldea! For you will no longer be called pampered and spoilt.


‘Daughter Chaldea, sit in silence  and go into darkness. For you will no longer be called mistress of kingdoms.


You are to speak this word to them: Let my eyes overflow with tears; day and night may they not stop, for my dearest people have been destroyed by a crushing blow, an extremely severe wound.


Cross over to the coasts of Cyprus  , and take a look. Send someone to Kedar  and consider carefully; see if there has ever been anything like this:


Go up to Gilead and get balm, Virgin Daughter Egypt! You have multiplied remedies in vain; there is no healing for you.


The Lord has rejected all the mighty men within me. He has summoned an army  against me to crush my young warriors. The Lord has trampled Virgin Daughter Judah like grapes in a winepress.


Judah has gone into exile following  affliction and harsh slavery; she lives among the nations but finds no place to rest. All her pursuers have overtaken her in narrow places.


‘Stay away! Unclean! ’ people shouted at them. ‘Away, away! Don’t touch us! ’ So they wandered aimlessly. It was said among the nations, ‘They can stay here no longer.’


They made your oars of oaks from Bashan. They made your deck of cypress wood from the coasts of Cyprus, inlaid with ivory.


Ships of Kittim  , will come against him and, being intimidated, he will withdraw. Then he will rage against the holy covenant and take action. On his return, he will favour those who abandon the holy covenant.


Ships will come from the coast of Kittim; they will carry out raids against Asshur and Eber, but they too will come to destruction.


The Lord handed them over to Israel, and they struck them down, pursuing them as far as Greater Sidon and Misrephoth-maim, and to the east as far as the Valley of Mizpeh.  They struck them down, leaving no survivors.


The sound of harpists, musicians, flutists, and trumpeters will never be heard in you again; no craftsman of any trade will ever be found in you again; the sound of a mill will never be heard in you again;


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