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Micah 4:9 - English Standard Version 2016

9 Now why do you cry aloud? Is there no king in you? Has your counselor perished, that pain seized you like a woman in labor?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 Now why dost thou cry out aloud? is there no king in thee? is thy counsellor perished? for pangs have taken thee as a woman in travail.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 Now why do you cry aloud? Is there no king among you? Has your counselor perished, that pains have taken you like a woman in labor?

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 Now why dost thou cry out aloud? Is there no king in thee, is thy counsellor perished, that pangs have taken hold of thee as of a woman in travail?

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Common English Bible

9 Now why do you cry out so loudly? Isn’t the king in you? Or has your counselor perished, so that pain has seized you like that of a woman in labor?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 Now, why have you come together in grief? Is there not a king in you, or has your counselor gone away? For sorrow has overtaken you, like the pain of giving birth.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 Now, why art thou drawn together with grief? Hast thou no king in thee, or is thy counsellor perished, because sorrow hath taken thee as a woman in labour?

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Micah 4:9
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They will be dismayed: pangs and agony will seize them; they will be in anguish like a woman in labor. They will look aghast at one another; their faces will be aflame.


Therefore my loins are filled with anguish; pangs have seized me, like the pangs of a woman in labor; I am bowed down so that I cannot hear; I am dismayed so that I cannot see.


Like a pregnant woman who writhes and cries out in her pangs when she is near to giving birth, so were we because of you, O Lord;


O inhabitant of Lebanon, nested among the cedars, how you will be pitied when pangs come upon you, pain as of a woman in labor!”


“Then fear not, O Jacob my servant, declares the Lord, nor be dismayed, O Israel; for behold, I will save you from far away, and your offspring from the land of their captivity. Jacob shall return and have quiet and ease, and none shall make him afraid.


How long must I see the standard and hear the sound of the trumpet?


For I heard a cry as of a woman in labor, anguish as of one giving birth to her first child, the cry of the daughter of Zion gasping for breath, stretching out her hands, “Woe is me! I am fainting before murderers.”


the cities shall be taken and the strongholds seized. The heart of the warriors of Moab shall be in that day like the heart of a woman in her birth pains;


“The king of Babylon heard the report of them, and his hands fell helpless; anguish seized him, pain as of a woman in labor.


Behold, the cry of the daughter of my people from the length and breadth of the land: “Is the Lord not in Zion? Is her King not in her?” “Why have they provoked me to anger with their carved images and with their foreign idols?”


The breath of our nostrils, the Lord’s anointed, was captured in their pits, of whom we said, “Under his shadow we shall live among the nations.”


For now they will say: “We have no king, for we do not fear the Lord; and a king—what could he do for us?”


The pangs of childbirth come for him, but he is an unwise son, for at the right time he does not present himself at the opening of the womb.


For the children of Israel shall dwell many days without king or prince, without sacrifice or pillar, without ephod or household gods.


Therefore he shall give them up until the time when she who is in labor has given birth; then the rest of his brothers shall return to the people of Israel.


When a woman is giving birth, she has sorrow because her hour has come, but when she has delivered the baby, she no longer remembers the anguish, for joy that a human being has been born into the world.


She was pregnant and was crying out in birth pains and the agony of giving birth.


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