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Lamentations 1:2 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

2 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.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 She weepeth sore in the night, And her tears are on her cheeks: Among all her lovers She hath none to comfort her: All her friends have dealt treacherously with her, They are become her enemies.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 She weeps bitterly in the night, and her tears are [constantly] on her cheeks. Among all her lovers (allies) she has no one to comfort her. All her friends have dealt treacherously with her; they have become her enemies. [Jer. 3:1; 4:30.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks; Among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her: All her friends have dealt treacherously with her; they are become her enemies.

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Common English Bible

2 She weeps bitterly in the night, her tears on her cheek. None of her lovers comfort her. All her friends lied to her; they have become her enemies.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 BETH. Weeping, she has wept through the night, and her tears are on her cheeks. There is no one to be a comfort to her and to all her beloved. All her friends have spurned her, and they have become her enemies.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 Beth. Weeping she hath wept in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks. There is none to comfort her among all them that were dear to her: all her friends have despised her and are become her enemies.

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Lamentations 1:2
30 Tagairtí Cros  

My brothers are as treacherous as a wadi, as seasonal streams that overflow


So I have been made to inherit months of futility, and troubled nights have been assigned to me.


All the brothers of a poor person hate him; how much more do his friends keep their distance from him! He may pursue them with words, but they are not there.


But if you will not listen, my innermost being will weep in secret because of your pride. My eyes will overflow with tears, for the Lord’s flock  has been taken captive.


Keep your feet from going bare and your throat from thirst. But you say, ‘It’s hopeless; I love strangers, and I will continue to follow them.’


If  a man divorces his wife and she leaves him to marry another, can he ever return to her? Wouldn’t such a land  become totally defiled? But you! You have prostituted yourself with many partners   – can you return to me? This is the  Lord’s declaration.


All your lovers have forgotten you; they no longer look for you, for I have struck you as an enemy would, with the discipline  of someone cruel, because of your enormous guilt and your innumerable sins.


And you, devastated one, what are you doing that you dress yourself in scarlet, that you adorn yourself with gold jewellery, that you enhance your eyes with makeup? You beautify yourself for nothing. Your lovers reject you; they intend to take your life.


If my head were a flowing spring, my eyes a fountain of tears, I would weep day and night over the slain of my dear   people.


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.


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.


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.


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.


I am therefore going to gather all the lovers you pleased   #– #all those you loved as well as all those you hated. I will gather them against you from all around and expose your nakedness  to them so that they see you completely naked.


She will pursue her lovers but not catch them; she will look for them but not find them. Then she will think, ‘I will go back to my former husband, for then it was better for me than now.’


Do not rely on a friend; don’t trust in a close companion. Seal your mouth from the woman who lies in your arms.


These have one purpose, and they give their power and authority to the beast.


The ten horns you saw, and the beast, will hate the prostitute.  They will make her desolate and naked, devour her flesh, and burn her up with fire.


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