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Isaiah 5:9 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

9 I heard the Lord of Armies say: Indeed, many houses  will become desolate, grand and lovely ones without inhabitants.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 In mine ears said the LORD of hosts, Of a truth many houses shall be desolate, even great and fair, without inhabitant.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 In my [Isaiah's] ears the Lord of hosts said, Of a truth many houses shall be desolate, even great and beautiful ones shall be without inhabitant.

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 In mine ears saith Jehovah of hosts, Of a truth many houses shall be desolate, even great and fair, without inhabitant.

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Common English Bible

9 I heard the LORD of heavenly forces say this: Many houses will become total ruins, large, fine houses, with no one living in them.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 These things are in my ears, says the Lord of hosts. Otherwise, many houses, great and beautiful, will become desolate, without an inhabitant.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 These things are in my ears, saith the Lord of hosts: unless many great and fair houses shall become desolate, without an inhabitant.

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Isaiah 5:9
14 Tagairtí Cros  

This fulfilled the word of the Lord through Jeremiah,  and the land enjoyed its Sabbath rest all the days of the desolation  until seventy years were fulfilled.


he will dwell in ruined cities, in abandoned houses destined to become piles of rubble.


Nothing is left for him to consume; therefore, his prosperity will not last.


The one who profits dishonestly  troubles his household, but the one who hates bribes will live.


The Lord of Armies has directly revealed to me: ‘This iniquity will not be wiped out for you people as long as you live.’  , The Lord God of Armies has spoken.


For the fortified city will be desolate, pastures deserted and abandoned like a wilderness. Calves will graze there, and there they will spread out and strip its branches.


I will make it a wasteland. It will not be pruned or weeded; thorns and briars will grow up. I will also give orders to the clouds that rain should not fall on it.


Indeed, the Lord God does nothing without revealing his counsel to his servants the prophets.


Therefore, because you trample on the poor and exact a grain tax from him, you will never live in the houses of cut stone you have built; you will never drink the wine from the lush vineyards you have planted.


For the Lord commands: The large house will be smashed to pieces, and the small house to rubble.


The king   was enraged, and he sent out his troops, killed those murderers, and burned down their city.


See, your house is left to you desolate.


Look! The pay that you withheld from the workers  who mowed your fields cries out, and the outcry of the harvesters has reached the ears of the Lord of Armies.


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