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Genesis 4:12 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 When thou shalt till it, it shall not yield to thee its fruit: a fugitive and vagabond shalt thou be upon the earth.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 when thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 When you till the ground, it shall no longer yield to you its strength; you shall be a fugitive and a vagabond on the earth [in perpetual exile, a degraded outcast].

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 when thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee its strength; a fugitive and a wanderer shalt thou be in the earth.

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Common English Bible

12 When you farm the fertile land, it will no longer grow anything for you, and you will become a roving nomad on the earth.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 When you work it, it will not give you its fruit; a vagrant and a fugitive shall you be upon the land."

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English Standard Version 2016

12 When you work the ground, it shall no longer yield to you its strength. You shall be a fugitive and a wanderer on the earth.”

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Genesis 4:12
16 Tagairtí Cros  

And Cain said to the Lord: My iniquity is greater than that I may deserve pardon.


Behold, thou dost cast me out this day from the face of the earth, and I shall be hidden from thy face, and I shall be a vagabond and a fugitive on the earth: everyone, therefore, that findeth me, shall kill me.


A man that doth violence to the blood of a person, if he flee even to the pit, no man will stay him.


My God will cast them away, because they hearkened not to him: and they shall be wanderers among the nations.


The country is destroyed, the ground hath mourned: for the corn is wasted, the wine is confounded, the oil hath languished.


I will set my face against you, and you shall fall down before your enemies: and shall be made subject to them that hate you. You shall flee when no man pursueth you.


Your labour shall be spent in vain: the ground shall not bring forth her increase: nor the trees yield their fruit.


And as to them that shall remain of you I will send fear in their hearts in the countries of their enemies. The sound of a flying leaf shall terrify them: and they shall flee as it were from the sword. They shall fall, when no man pursueth them.


For the creature was made subject to vanity, not willingly, but by reason of him that made it subject, in hope:


But if thou wilt not hear the voice of the Lord thy God, to keep and to do all his commandments and ceremonies, which I command thee this day, all these curses shall come upon thee, and overtake thee.


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