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Isaiah 32:9 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 Rise up, ye rich women, and hear my voice: ye confident daughters, give ear to my speech.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 Rise up, ye women that are at ease; hear my voice, ye careless daughters; give ear unto my speech.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 Rise up, you women who are at ease! Hear my [Isaiah's] voice, you confident and careless daughters! Listen to what I am saying!

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 Rise up, ye women that are at ease, and hear my voice; ye careless daughters, give ear unto my speech.

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Common English Bible

9 Women of leisure, stand up! Hear my voice! Carefree daughters, listen to my word!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 You opulent women, rise up and listen to my voice! O confident daughters, play close attention to my eloquence!

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English Standard Version 2016

9 Rise up, you women who are at ease, hear my voice; you complacent daughters, give ear to my speech.

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Isaiah 32:9
15 Tagairtí Cros  

perhaps the waters had swallowed us up.


Give ear, and hear my voice: hearken, and hear my speech.


And the Lord said: Because the daughters of Sion are haughty, and have walked with stretched out-necks and wanton glances of their eyes, and made a noise as they walked with their feet, and moved in a set pace:


For a voice of wailing is heard out of Sion: How are we wasted and greatly confounded? Because we have left the land, because our dwellings are cast down.


Hear therefore, ye women, the word of the Lord, and let your ears receive the word of his mouth: and teach your daughters wailing, and every one her neighboor mourning.


He. They that were fed delicately have died in the streets; they that were brought up in scarlet have embraced the dung.


This is the glorious city that dwelt in security: that said in her heart: I am, and there is none beside me: how is she become a desert, a place for beasts to lie down in? every one that passeth by her, shall hiss, and wag his hand.


He that hath ears to hear, let him hear.


The tender and delicate woman, that could not go upon the ground, nor set down her foot for over-much niceness and tenderness, will envy her husband who lieth in her bosom, the flesh of her son, and of her daughter,


This being told to Joatham, he went and stood on the top of mount Garizim. And lifting up his voice, he cried, and said: Hear me, ye men of Sichem, so may God hear you.


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