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Jeremiah 14:3 - English Standard Version 2016

3 Her nobles send their servants for water; they come to the cisterns; they find no water; they return with their vessels empty; they are ashamed and confounded and cover their heads.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 And their nobles have sent their little ones to the waters: they came to the pits, and found no water; they returned with their vessels empty; they were ashamed and confounded, and covered their heads.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 And their nobles send their little ones and their inferiors for water; they come to the cisterns and find no water. They return with empty vessels; they are put to shame and confounded and cover their heads.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 And their nobles send their little ones to the waters: they come to the cisterns, and find no water; they return with their vessels empty; they are put to shame and confounded, and cover their heads.

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Common English Bible

3 The rich send their servants for water, but the wells run dry. They return with empty jars, ashamed, bewildered, and in despair.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 The greater ones have sent their lesser ones to the water. They went to draw water; they did not find water; they carried their vessels back empty. They were confounded and afflicted, and so they covered their heads.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 The great ones sent their inferiors to the water: they came to draw, they found no water, they carried back their vessels empty: they were confounded and afflicted, and covered their heads.

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Jeremiah 14:3
23 Tagairtí Cros  

But David went up the ascent of the Mount of Olives, weeping as he went, barefoot and with his head covered. And all the people who were with him covered their heads, and they went up, weeping as they went.


The king covered his face, and the king cried with a loud voice, “O my son Absalom, O Absalom, my son, my son!”


And after a while the brook dried up, because there was no rain in the land.


Do not listen to Hezekiah, for thus says the king of Assyria: ‘Make your peace with me and come out to me. Then each one of you will eat of his own vine, and each one of his own fig tree, and each one of you will drink the water of his own cistern,


Then Mordecai returned to the king’s gate. But Haman hurried to his house, mourning and with his head covered.


They are ashamed because they were confident; they come there and are disappointed.


May my accusers be clothed with dishonor; may they be wrapped in their own shame as in a cloak!


Let those be put to shame and disappointed altogether who seek to snatch away my life; let those be turned back and brought to dishonor who delight in my hurt!


Because of the ground that is dismayed, since there is no rain on the land, the farmers are ashamed; they cover their heads.


Why is my pain unceasing, my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? Will you be to me like a deceitful brook, like waters that fail?


for my people have committed two evils: they have forsaken me, the fountain of living waters, and hewed out cisterns for themselves, broken cisterns that can hold no water.


From it too you will come away with your hands on your head, for the Lord has rejected those in whom you trust, and you will not prosper by them.


But the Lord is with me as a dread warrior; therefore my persecutors will stumble; they will not overcome me. They will be greatly shamed, for they will not succeed. Their eternal dishonor will never be forgotten.


Therefore the showers have been withheld, and the spring rain has not come; yet you have the forehead of a whore; you refuse to be ashamed.


The tongue of the nursing infant sticks to the roof of its mouth for thirst; the children beg for food, but no one gives to them.


lest I strip her naked and make her as in the day she was born, and make her like a wilderness, and make her like a parched land, and kill her with thirst.


Even the beasts of the field pant for you because the water brooks are dried up, and fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness.


“I also withheld the rain from you when there were yet three months to the harvest; I would send rain on one city, and send no rain on another city; one field would have rain, and the field on which it did not rain would wither;


so two or three cities would wander to another city to drink water, and would not be satisfied; yet you did not return to me,” declares the Lord.


And if any of the families of the earth do not go up to Jerusalem to worship the King, the Lord of hosts, there will be no rain on them.


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