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Lamentations 1:17 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

17 Zion stretches out her hands; there is no one to comfort her. The Lord has issued a decree against Jacob that his neighbours should be his adversaries. Jerusalem has become something impure  among them.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 Zion spreadeth forth her hands, And there is none to comfort her: The LORD hath commanded concerning Jacob, That his adversaries should be round about him: Jerusalem is as A menstruous woman among them.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 Zion stretches forth her hands, but there is no comforter for her. The Lord has commanded concerning and against Jacob that his neighbors should be his adversaries; Jerusalem has become a filthy thing among them [an object of contempt].

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 Zion spreadeth forth her hands; there is none to comfort her; Jehovah hath commanded concerning Jacob, that they that are round about him should be his adversaries: Jerusalem is among them as an unclean thing.

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Common English Bible

17 Zion spreads out her hands; she has no comforter. The LORD commanded Jacob’s enemies to surround him. Jerusalem is just a piece of garbage to them.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 PHE. Zion has reached out her hands; there is no one to console her. The Lord has given orders against Jacob; his enemies are all around him. Jerusalem among them is like a woman made unclean by menstruation.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

17 Phe. Sion hath spread forth her hands, there is none to comfort her: the Lord hath commanded against Jacob, his enemies are round about him: Jerusalem is as a menstruous woman among them.

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Lamentations 1:17
29 Tagairtí Cros  

Then Solomon stood  before the altar of the Lord in front of the entire congregation of Israel and spread out his hands towards heaven.


every prayer or petition that any person or that all your people Israel may have – they each know their own affliction  ,  – as they spread out their hands towards this temple,


In the ninth year  of Zedekiah’s reign,  on the tenth day of the tenth month, King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon advanced against Jerusalem with his entire army.  They laid siege to the city and built a siege wall against it all round.


Again, I observed all the acts of oppression being done under the sun.  Look at the tears of those who are oppressed; they have no one to comfort them. Power is with those who oppress them; they have no one to comfort them.


When you spread out your hands in prayer, I will refuse to look at you; even if you offer countless prayers, I will not listen. Your hands are covered with blood.


‘Poor Jerusalem, storm-tossed, and not comforted, I will set your stones in black mortar, and lay your foundations in lapis lazuli.


Is my inheritance like a hyena  to me? Are birds of prey circling her? Go, gather all the wild animals; bring them to devour her.


Who will have pity on you, Jerusalem? Who will show sympathy towards you? Who will turn aside to ask about your well-being?


‘Both great and small will die in this land without burial. No lament will be made for them, nor will anyone cut himself or  shave his head for them.


I am about to give the command #– #this is the Lord’s declaration #– #and I will bring them back to this city. They will fight against it, capture it, and burn it.  I will make Judah’s cities a desolation, without inhabitant.’


I hear a cry like a woman in labour, a cry of anguish like one bearing her first child. The cry of Daughter Zion gasping for breath, stretching out her hands: ‘Woe is me, for my life is weary because of the murderers! ’


Shepherds and their flocks will come against her; they will pitch their tents all around her. Each will pasture his own portion.


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.


I called to my lovers, but they betrayed me. My priests and elders perished in the city while searching for food to keep themselves alive.


She weeps bitterly during the night, with tears on her cheeks. There is no one to offer her comfort, not one from all her lovers.  , All her friends have betrayed her; they have become her enemies.


People have heard me groaning, but there is no one to comfort me. All my enemies have heard of my misfortune; they are glad that you have caused it. Bring on the day you have announced, so that they may become like me.


Jerusalem has sinned grievously; therefore, she has become an object of scorn. All who honoured her now despise her, for they have seen her nakedness. She herself groans and turns away.


Her uncleanness stains her skirts. She never considered her end. Her downfall was astonishing; there was no one to comfort her. Lord, look on my affliction, for the enemy boasts.


‘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.’


‘Son of man, while the house of Israel lived in their land, they defiled it with their conduct and actions.  Their behaviour before me was like menstrual impurity.


Israel is swallowed up! Now they are among the nations like discarded pottery.


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