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Jeremiah 9:10 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

10 I will raise weeping and a lament over the mountains, a dirge over the wilderness grazing land, for they have been so scorched that no one passes through. The sound of cattle is no longer heard. From the birds of the sky to the animals, everything has fled #– #they have gone away.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

10 For the mountains will I take up a weeping and wailing, and for the habitations of the wilderness a lamentation, because they are burned up, so that none can pass through them; neither can men hear the voice of the cattle; both the fowl of the heavens and the beast are fled; they are gone.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

10 For the mountains I will take up a weeping and wailing and for the pastures of the wilderness a lament, because they are burned up and desolated, so that no one passes through [them]; neither can men hear [any longer] the lowing of cattle. Both the fowls of the air and the beasts have fled, they are gone!

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American Standard Version (1901)

10 For the mountains will I take up a weeping and wailing, and for the pastures of the wilderness a lamentation, because they are burned up, so that none passeth through; neither can men hear the voice of the cattle; both the birds of the heavens and the beasts are fled, they are gone.

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Common English Bible

10 I will weep and wail for the mountains, and lament for the grazing lands in the wilderness. They are dried up and deserted; no sound of the flocks is heard; no sign of birds or animals is seen; all have vanished.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

10 I will take up weeping and lamentation over the mountains, and mourning over the beautiful places in the desert. For they have been scorched because no man is passing through them. And they have not heard the voice of any occupant. From the birds of the air, even to the cattle, they have migrated and withdrawn.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

10 For the mountains I will take up weeping and lamentation, and for the beautiful places of the desert, mourning: because they are burnt up, for that there is not a man that passeth through them. And they have not heard the voice of the owner: from the fowl of the air to the beasts, they are gone away and departed.

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Jeremiah 9:10
30 Tagairtí Cros  

See, I will make you into a sharp threshing board, new, with many teeth. You will thresh mountains and pulverise them and make hills into chaff.


For your waste and desolate places and your land marked by ruins will now be indeed too small for the inhabitants, and those who swallowed you up will be far away.


Many shepherds have destroyed my vineyard; they have trampled my plot of land. They have turned my desirable plot into a desolate wasteland.


They have made it a desolation. It mourns, desolate, before me. All the land is desolate, but no one takes it to heart.


How long will the land mourn and the grass of every field wither? Because of the evil of its residents, animals and birds have been swept away, for the people have said, ‘He cannot see what our end will be.’  ,


Wild donkeys stand on the barren heights panting for air like jackals. Their eyes fail because there are no green plants.


The young lions have roared at him; they have roared loudly. They have laid waste his land. His cities are in ruins, without inhabitants.


They stopped asking, ‘Where is the  Lord who brought us from the land of Egypt, who led us through the wilderness, through a land of deserts and ravines, through a land of drought and darkness, a land no one travelled through and where no one lived? ’


For the land is full of adulterers; the land mourns  because of the curse, and the grazing lands in the wilderness have dried up. Their way of life  has become evil, and their power is not rightly used,


For a nation from the north will attack her; it will make her land desolate. No one will be living in it – both people and animals will escape.  ,


Cut off the hair of your sacred vow  , and throw it away. Raise up a dirge on the barren heights,  for the Lord has rejected and abandoned the generation under his wrath.”


My joy has flown away; grief has settled on me. My heart is sick.


I weep because of these things; my eyes flow  with tears. For there is no one nearby to comfort me, no one to keep me alive. My children are desolate because the enemy has prevailed.


My eyes are worn out from weeping; I am churning within. My heart is poured out in grief  , because of the destruction of my dear people, because infants and nursing babies faint in the streets of the city.


because of Mount Zion, which lies desolate and has jackals prowling in it.


‘Suppose I allow dangerous animals  to pass through the land and depopulate it so that it becomes desolate, with no one passing through it for fear of the animals.


‘Now, son of man, lament for Tyre.


No human foot will pass through it, and no animal foot will pass through it.  It will be uninhabited for forty years.


I will make the land a desolate waste,  and its proud strength will come to an end.  The mountains of Israel  will become desolate, with no one passing through.


Wherever you live the cities will be in ruins and the high places will be desolate, so that your altars will lie in ruins and be desecrated,  your idols smashed and obliterated, your shrines cut down, and what you have made wiped out.


For this reason the land mourns, and everyone who lives in it languishes, along with the wild animals  and the birds of the sky; even the fish of the sea disappear.


Dress in sackcloth and lament,  you priests; wail,  you ministers of the altar. Come and spend the night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God, because grain and drink offerings are withheld from the house of your God.


I call to you,  Lord, for fire has consumed the pastures of the wilderness, and flames have devoured all the trees of the orchard.


Listen to this message that I am singing for you, a lament,  house of Israel:


Therefore the Lord, the God of Armies, the Lord, says: There will be wailing in all the public squares; they will cry out in anguish  in all the streets. The farmer will be called on to mourn, and professional mourners  , to wail.


In that day one will take up  a taunt against you and lament mournfully,   saying, ‘We are totally ruined! He measures out the allotted land of my people. How he removes it from me! He allots our fields  to traitors.’


Therefore, because of you, Zion will be ploughed like a field, Jerusalem will become ruins, and the temple’s mountain will be a high thicket.


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