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Isaiah 40:24 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

24 They are barely planted, barely sown, their stem hardly takes root in the ground when he blows on them and they wither, and a whirlwind carries them away like stubble.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

24 Yea, they shall not be planted; yea, they shall not be sown: yea, their stock shall not take root in the earth: and he shall also blow upon them, and they shall wither, and the whirlwind shall take them away as stubble.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

24 Yes, these men are scarcely planted, scarcely are they sown, scarcely does their stock take root in the earth, when [the Lord] blows upon them and they wither, and the whirlwind or tempest takes them away like stubble.

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American Standard Version (1901)

24 Yea, they have not been planted; yea, they have not been sown; yea, their stock hath not taken root in the earth: moreover he bloweth upon them, and they wither, and the whirlwind taketh them away as stubble.

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Common English Bible

24 Scarcely are they planted, scarcely sown, scarcely is their shoot rooted in the earth when God breathes on them, and they dry up; the windstorm carries them off like straw.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

24 And certainly, their stalk was neither planted, nor sown, nor rooted in the ground. He has suddenly blown them across them, and they have withered, and a whirlwind will carry them away like chaff.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

24 And surely their stock was neither planted, nor sown, nor rooted in the earth. Suddenly he hath blown upon them, and they are withered: and a whirlwind shall take them away as stubble.

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Isaiah 40:24
28 Tagairtí Cros  

The depths of the sea became visible, the foundations of the world were exposed at the rebuke of the  Lord, at the blast of the breath  of his nostrils.


So Jehu killed all who remained of the house of Ahab in Jezreel #– #all his great men, close friends, and priests #– #leaving him no survivors.


Are they like straw before the wind, like chaff  a storm sweeps away?


They perish at a single blast  from God and come to an end by the breath of his nostrils.


His roots are intertwined around a pile of rocks. He looks for a home among the stones.


when terror strikes you like a storm and your calamity comes like a whirlwind, when trouble and stress overcome you.


but he will judge the poor righteously and execute justice for the oppressed of the land. He will strike the land with a sceptre  from his mouth, and he will kill the wicked with a command  from his lips.


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.


The nations rage like the rumble of a huge torrent. He rebukes them, and they flee far away, driven before the wind like chaff on the hills and like tumbleweeds before a gale.


Indeed! Topheth has been ready for the king for a long time. Its funeral pyre is deep and wide, with plenty of fire and wood. The breath of the Lord,  like a torrent of burning sulphur, kindles it.


I am about to put a spirit  in him and he will hear a rumour and return to his own land, where I will cause him to fall by the sword.” ’


The grass withers, the flowers fade when the breath  of the  Lord blows on them; indeed, the people are grass.


You will winnow them and a wind will carry them away, a whirlwind will scatter them. But you will rejoice in the  Lord; you will boast in the Holy One of Israel.


Who has stirred up someone from the east? In righteousness he calls him to serve.  ,, The Lord hands nations over to him, and he subdues kings. He makes them like dust with his sword, like wind-driven stubble with his bow.


This is what the Lord says: Record this man as childless, a man who will not be successful in his lifetime. None of his descendants will succeed in sitting on the throne of David or ruling again in Judah.


Look, a storm from the  Lord! Wrath has gone out, a whirling storm. It will whirl about the heads of the wicked.


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.


Therefore, they will be like the morning mist, like the early dew that vanishes, like chaff blown from a threshing-floor, or like smoke from a window.


The Lord has issued an order concerning you: There will be no offspring to carry on your name.  , I will eliminate the carved idol and cast image from the house of your gods; I will prepare your grave, for you are contemptible.


‘You expected much, but then it amounted to little. When you brought the harvest to your house, I ruined  it. Why? ’ This is the declaration of the Lord of Armies. ‘Because my house still lies in ruins, while each of you is busy with his own house.


I scattered them with a windstorm over all the nations that had not known them, and the land was left desolate behind them, with no one coming or going. They turned a pleasant land into a desolation.’


Then the Lord will appear over them, and his arrow will fly like lightning. The Lord God will sound the ram’s horn and advance with the southern storms.


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