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Lamentations 2:12 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

12 They cry out to their mothers, ‘Where is the grain and wine? ’ as they faint like the wounded in the streets of the city, as their life pours out in the arms of their mothers.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? When they swooned as the wounded In the streets of the city, When their soul was poured out Into their mothers' bosom.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 They keep crying to their mothers, Where is corn and wine [food and drink]? as they faint like wounded men in the streets of the city, as their lives ebb away on their mothers' bosom.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 They say to their mothers, Where is grain and wine? When they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, When their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.

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Common English Bible

12 They say to their mothers, “Where are grain and wine?” while fainting like the wounded in the city streets, while their lives are draining away at their own mothers’ breasts.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 LAMED. They said to their mothers, "Where is the wheat and the wine?" when they fell like the wounded in the streets of the city, when they breathed out their lives into the bosoms of their mothers.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 Lamed. They said to their mothers: Where is corn and wine? when they fainted away as the wounded in the streets of the city: when they breathed out their souls in the bosoms of their mothers.

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Lamentations 2:12
9 Tagairtí Cros  

Now my life is poured out before me, and days of suffering  have seized me.


Your children have fainted; they lie at the head of every street like an antelope in a net. They are full of the  Lord’s fury, the rebuke of your God.


Therefore I will give him  the many as a portion, and he will receive  the mighty as spoil, because he willingly submitted to death, and was counted among the rebels; yet he bore the sin of many and interceded for the rebels.


They will consume your harvest and your food. They will consume your sons and your daughters. They will consume your flocks and your herds. They will consume your vines and your fig trees. With the sword they will destroy your fortified cities  in which you trust.


All her people groan while they search for bread. They have traded their precious belongings for food in order to stay alive. Lord, look and see how I have become despised.


The nursing baby’s tongue clings to the roof of his mouth from thirst. Infants beg for food, but no one gives them any.


I will strengthen the arms of Babylon’s king and place my sword  in his hand. But I will break the arms of Pharaoh, and he will groan before him as a mortally wounded man.


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