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Micah 2:4 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

4 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.’

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 In that day shall one take up a parable against you, and lament with a doleful lamentation, and say, We be utterly spoiled: he hath changed the portion of my people: how hath he removed it from me! turning away he hath divided our fields.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 In that day shall they take up a [taunting] parable against you and wail with a doleful and bitter lamentation and say, We are utterly ruined and laid waste! [God] changes the portion of my people. How He removes it from me! He divides our fields [to the rebellious, our captors].

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 In that day shall they take up a parable against you, and lament with a doleful lamentation, and say, We are utterly ruined: he changeth the portion of my people: how doth he remove it from me! to the rebellious he divideth our fields.

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Common English Bible

4 On that day, a taunt will be raised against you; someone will wail bitterly: “We are utterly destroyed! He exchanges the portion of my people; he removes what belongs to me; he gives away our fields to a rebel.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 In that day, a parable will be taken up about you, and a song will be sung with sweetness, saying: "We have been devastated by depopulation." The fate of my people has been altered. How can he withdraw from me, when he might be turned back, he who might tear apart our country?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 In that day a parable shall be taken up upon you, and a song shall be sung with melody by them that say: We are laid waste and spoiled: the portion of my people is changed: how shall he depart from me, whereas he is returning that will divide our land?

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Micah 2:4
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David sang the following lament  for Saul and his son Jonathan,


Jeremiah chanted a dirge  over Josiah, and all the male and female singers still speak of Josiah in their dirges today. They established them as a statute for Israel, and indeed they are written in the Dirges.


Job continued his discourse, saying:


you will sing this song of contempt about the king of Babylon  and say: How the oppressor has quietened down, and how the raging  has become quiet!


The earth will be stripped completely bare and will be totally plundered, for the Lord has spoken this message.


Then I said, ‘Until when, Lord? ’  And he replied: Until cities lie in ruins without inhabitants, houses are without people, the land is ruined and desolate,


If I go out to the field, look #– #those slain by the sword! If I enter the city, look #– #those ill  from famine! For both prophet and priest travel to a land they do not know.


Look, he advances like clouds; his chariots are like a storm. His horses are swifter than eagles. Woe to us, for we are ruined!


Their houses will be turned over to others, their fields and wives as well, for I will stretch out my hand against the inhabitants of the land. This is the  Lord’s declaration.


Therefore, I will give  their wives to other men, their fields to new occupants, for from the least to the greatest, everyone is making profit dishonestly. From prophet to priest, everyone deals falsely.


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.


I will scatter them among the nations  that they and their ancestors have not known. I will send a sword after them until I have finished them off.’


‘ “Look, everyone who uses proverbs will quote this proverb about you: ‘Like mother, like daughter.’


When he unrolled it before me, it was written on the front and back; words of lamentation, mourning, and woe were written on it.


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.


Grieve like a young woman dressed in sackcloth, mourning for the husband of her youth.


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


There will be wailing in all the vineyards, for I will pass among you. The Lord has spoken.


I will again bring a conqueror against you who live in Mareshah. The nobility  of Israel will come to Adullam.


Because of this I will lament and wail; I will walk barefoot and naked. I will howl like the jackals and mourn like ostriches.


Get up and leave, for this is not your place of rest because defilement  brings destruction – a grievous destruction!


Won’t all of these take up a taunt against him, with mockery and riddles about him? They will say, ‘Woe to him who amasses what is not his – how much longer?   – and loads himself with goods taken in pledge.’


I will completely sweep away everything from the face of the earth   – this is the  Lord’s declaration.


Balaam proclaimed his poem: Balak, get up and listen; son of Zippor, pay attention to what I say!


Balaam proclaimed his poem: Balak brought me from Aram; the king of Moab, from the eastern mountains: ‘Come, put a curse on Jacob for me; come, denounce Israel! ’


Then he proclaimed his poem: The oracle of Balaam son of Beor, the oracle of the man whose eyes are opened;


and he proclaimed his poem: The oracle of Balaam son of Beor, the oracle of the man whose eyes are opened,


They were looking for a way to arrest him but feared the crowd because they knew he had spoken this parable against them. So they left him and went away.


so that at noon you will grope as a blind person gropes in the dark.  You will not be successful in anything you do. You will only be oppressed and robbed continually, and no one will help you.


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