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Lamentations 3:15 - English Standard Version 2016

15 He has filled me with bitterness; he has sated me with wormwood.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 He hath filled me with bitterness, He hath made me drunken with wormwood.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 He has filled me with bitterness; He has made me drink to excess and until drunken with wormwood [bitterness].

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American Standard Version (1901)

15 He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath sated me with wormwood.

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Common English Bible

15 He saturated me with grief, made me choke on bitterness.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

15 HE. He has filled me with bitterness; he has inebriated me with wormwood.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

15 He. He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath inebriated me with wormwood.

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Lamentations 3:15
12 Tagairtí Cros  

he will not let me get my breath, but fills me with bitterness.


You have made your people see hard things; you have given us wine to drink that made us stagger.


I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am a man who has no strength,


Therefore thus says the Lord of hosts concerning the prophets: “Behold, I will feed them with bitter food and give them poisoned water to drink, for from the prophets of Jerusalem ungodliness has gone out into all the land.”


“Then you shall say to them, ‘Thus says the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel: Drink, be drunk and vomit, fall and rise no more, because of the sword that I am sending among you.’


Your ways and your deeds have brought this upon you. This is your doom, and it is bitter; it has reached your very heart.”


but have stubbornly followed their own hearts and have gone after the Baals, as their fathers taught them.


Therefore thus says the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel: Behold, I will feed this people with bitter food, and give them poisonous water to drink.


Remember my affliction and my wanderings, the wormwood and the gall!


She said to them, “Do not call me Naomi; call me Mara, for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me.


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