Biblia Todo Logo
Bíobla ar líne

- Fógraí -





Zephaniah 1:11 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

11 Howl, ye inhabitants of the Morter. All the people of Chanaan is hush, all are cut off that were wrapped up in silver.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip


Tuilleadh leaganacha

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

11 Howl, ye inhabitants of Maktesh, for all the merchant people are cut down; all they that bear silver are cut off.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

11 Wail, you inhabitants of the Mortar [those located in the hollow part of the city]! For all the merchant people, like the people of Canaan, will be silent [entirely destroyed]; all those who weighed out silver and were loaded with it will be cut off.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

American Standard Version (1901)

11 Wail, ye inhabitants of Maktesh; for all the people of Canaan are undone; all they that were laden with silver are cut off.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Common English Bible

11 The ones who grind the grain will wail; all the merchants will be silenced. I will eliminate all those weighing out silver.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Catholic Public Domain Version

11 Howl, inhabitants of the Pillar. All the people of Canaan have fallen silent. All were ruined who had been wrapped in silver.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip




Zephaniah 1:11
16 Tagairtí Cros  

If he shall heap together silver as earth, and prepare raiment as clay,


He shall prepare indeed; but the just man shall be clothed with it: and the innocent shall divide the silver.


Howl, ye shepherds, and cry, and sprinkle yourselves with ashes, ye leaders of the flock: for the days of your slaughter and your dispersion are accomplished and you shall fall like precious vessels.


For this, gird yourselves with haircloth, lament and howl: for the fierce anger of the Lord is not turned away from us.


Cry and howl, O son of man, for this sword is upon my people: it is upon all the princes of Israel that are fled. They are delivered up to the sword with my people: strike therefore upon thy thigh.


For behold they are gone because of destruction: Egypt shall gather them together, Memphis shall bury them: nettles shall inherit their beloved silver, the bur shall be in their tabernacles.


Gird yourselves, and lament, O ye priests, howl, ye ministers of the altars: go in, lie in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God: because sacrifice and libation is cut off from the house of your God.


Awake, ye that are drunk, and weep, and mourn all ye that take delight in drinking sweet wine: for it is cut off from your mouth.


Woe to you that inhabit the sea coast, O nation of reprobates: the word of the Lord upon you, O Chanaan, the land of the Philistines, and I will destroy thee, so that there shall not be an inhabitant.


And every caldron in Jerusalem and Juda shall be sanctified to the Lord of hosts: and all that sacrifice shall come, and take of them, and shall seethe in them: and the merchant shall be no more in the house of the Lord of hosts in that day.


And to them that sold doves he said: Take these things hence, and make not the house of my Father a house of traffic.


Go to now, ye rich men, weep and howl in your miseries, which shall come upon you.


Lean orainn:

Fógraí


Fógraí