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Jeremiah 49:25 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

25 How can the city of praise not be abandoned, the town that brings me joy?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

25 How is the city of praise not left, the city of my joy!

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

25 How [remarkable that] the renowned city is not deserted, the city of my joy! [exclaims one from Damascus].

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American Standard Version (1901)

25 How is the city of praise not forsaken, the city of my joy?

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Common English Bible

25 Forsaken is the renowned city, city of my delight.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

25 How could they have abandoned the praiseworthy city, the city of rejoicing?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

25 How have they forsaken the city of renown, the city of joy!

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Jeremiah 49:25
10 Tagairtí Cros  

I will restore your judges  to what they were at first, and your advisers to what they were at the start. Afterwards you will be called the Righteous City, a Faithful Town.’


This city will bear on my behalf a name of joy, praise, and glory  before all the nations of the earth, who will hear of all the prosperity I will give them. They will tremble with awe because of all the good and all the peace  I will bring about for them.


There is no longer praise for Moab; they plan harm against her in Heshbon: Come, let’s cut her off from nationhood. Also, Madmen, you will be silenced; the sword will follow   you.


‘How broken it is! They wail! How Moab has turned his back! He is ashamed. Moab will become a laughing-stock and a shock to all those around him.’


How Sheshak  , has been captured, the praise  of the whole earth seized. What a horror Babylon has become among the nations!


the king exclaimed, ‘Is this not Babylon the Great that I have built to be a royal residence by my vast power and for my majestic glory? ’


They will stand far off in fear of her torment,  saying, Woe, woe, the great city, Babylon, the mighty city! For in a single hour your judgement has come.


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