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Hosea 9:2 - English Standard Version 2016

2 Threshing floor and wine vat shall not feed them, and the new wine shall fail them.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 The floor and the winepress shall not feed them, and the new wine shall fail in her.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 The threshing floor and the winevat shall not feed them, and the new wine shall fail them.

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 The threshing-floor and the winepress shall not feed them, and the new wine shall fail her.

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Common English Bible

2 Threshing floor and wine vat won’t feed them; the new wine will fail them.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 The threshing floor and the oil press will not feed them, and the wine will deceive them.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 The floor and the winepress shall not feed them, and the wine shall deceive them.

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Hosea 9:2
12 Tagairtí Cros  

When they came to the threshing floor of Atad, which is beyond the Jordan, they lamented there with a very great and grievous lamentation, and he made a mourning for his father seven days.


And I will put an end to all her mirth, her feasts, her new moons, her Sabbaths, and all her appointed feasts.


And I will lay waste her vines and her fig trees, of which she said, ‘These are my wages, which my lovers have given me.’ I will make them a forest, and the beasts of the field shall devour them.


Therefore I will take back my grain in its time, and my wine in its season, and I will take away my wool and my flax, which were to cover her nakedness.


Therefore because you trample on the poor and you exact taxes of grain from him, you have built houses of hewn stone, but you shall not dwell in them; you have planted pleasant vineyards, but you shall not drink their wine.


You looked for much, and behold, it came to little. And when you brought it home, I blew it away. Why? declares the Lord of hosts. Because of my house that lies in ruins, while each of you busies himself with his own house.


how did you fare? When one came to a heap of twenty measures, there were but ten. When one came to the wine vat to draw fifty measures, there were but twenty.


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