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Isaiah 24:12 - English Standard Version 2016

12 Desolation is left in the city; the gates are battered into ruins.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 In the city is left desolation, and the gate is smitten with destruction.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 In the city is left desolation, and its gate is battered and destroyed.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 In the city is left desolation, and the gate is smitten with destruction.

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Common English Bible

12 Ruin remains in the city, and the gate is battered to wreckage.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 Solitude is what remains in the city, and calamity will overwhelm its gates.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 Desolation is left in the city and calamity shall oppress the gates.

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Isaiah 24:12
12 Tagairtí Cros  

Wail, O gate; cry out, O city; melt in fear, O Philistia, all of you! For smoke comes out of the north, and there is no straggler in his ranks.


For the palace is forsaken, the populous city deserted; the hill and the watchtower will become dens forever, a joy of wild donkeys, a pasture of flocks;


And it will hail when the forest falls down, and the city will be utterly laid low.


“I will go before you and level the exalted places, I will break in pieces the doors of bronze and cut through the bars of iron,


I will make Jerusalem a heap of ruins, a lair of jackals, and I will make the cities of Judah a desolation, without inhabitant.”


How lonely sits the city that was full of people! How like a widow has she become, she who was great among the nations! She who was a princess among the provinces has become a slave.


The roads to Zion mourn, for none come to the festival; all her gates are desolate; her priests groan; her virgins have been afflicted, and she herself suffers bitterly.


Her gates have sunk into the ground; he has ruined and broken her bars; her king and princes are among the nations; the law is no more, and her prophets find no vision from the Lord.


for Mount Zion which lies desolate; jackals prowl over it.


For the inhabitants of Maroth wait anxiously for good, because disaster has come down from the Lord to the gate of Jerusalem.


For her wound is incurable, and it has come to Judah; it has reached to the gate of my people, to Jerusalem.


The king was angry, and he sent his troops and destroyed those murderers and burned their city.


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