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Haggai 2:17 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

17 I struck you with blight, mildew, and hail in all the work of your hands; yet you didn't turn to me,' says the LORD.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 I smote you with blasting and with mildew and with hail in all the labours of your hands; yet ye turned not to me, saith the LORD.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 I smote you with blight and with mildew and with hail in all [the products of] the labors of your hands; yet you returned not nor were converted to Me, says the Lord.

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 I smote you with blasting and with mildew and with hail in all the work of your hands; yet ye turned not to me, saith Jehovah.

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Common English Bible

17 I struck you—everything you do with your hands— with blight and mildew and hail; but you didn’t return to me.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 when you approached a pile of twenty measures, and they became ten, and you entered to the press, to press out fifty bottles, and they became twenty,

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Haggai 2:17
32 Tagairtí Cros  

They didn't know that Yosef understood them; for there was an interpreter between them.


As one of them opened his sack to give his donkey food in the lodging place, he saw his money. Behold, it was in the mouth of his sack.


Yosef was the governor over the land. It was he who sold to all the people of the land. Yosef's brothers came, and bowed themselves down to him with their faces to the earth.


If there be in the land famine, if there be pestilence, if there is blight [or] mildew, arbeh [or] caterpillar; if their enemy besiege them in the land of their cities; whatever plague, whatever sickness there be;


In the time of his distress did he trespass yet more against the LORD, this same king Achaz.


If there be in the land famine, if there be pestilence, if there is blight or mildew, arbeh or caterpillar; if their enemies besiege them in the land of their cities; whatever plague or whatever sickness there be;


*But those who are godless in heart lay up anger. They don't cry for help when he binds them.


For you will eat the labor of your hands. You will be happy, and it will be well with you.


He gave also their increase to the caterpillar, and their labor to the arbeh.


Behold, the Lord has a mighty and strong one. Like a storm of hail, a destroying storm, and like a storm of mighty waters overflowing, he will cast them down to the earth with his hand.


Therefore their inhabitants had little power. They were dismayed and confounded. They were like the grass of the field, and like the green herb, like the grass on the housetops, and like a field before its crop has grown.


Therefore he poured the fierceness of his anger on him, and the strength of battle; and it set him on fire all around, but he didn't know; and it burned him, but he didn't take it to heart.*


The LORD has sworn by his right hand, and by the arm of his strength, Surely I will no more give your grain to be food for your enemies; and foreigners shall not drink your new wine, for which you have labored:


Yet the people have not turned to him who struck them, neither have they sought the LORD of Armies.


But the shameful thing has devoured the labor of our fathers from our youth, their flocks and their herds, their sons and their daughters.


O LORD, don't your eyes look on truth? you have stricken them, but they were not grieved; you have consumed them, but they have refused to receive correction: they have made their faces harder than a rock; they have refused to return.


*I also have given you cleanness of teeth in all your cities, and lack of bread in every town; yet you haven't returned to me,* says the LORD.


I called for a drought on the land, on the mountains, on the grain, on the new wine, on the oil, on that which the ground brings forth, on men, on livestock, and on all the labor of the hands.*


You have sown much, and bring in little. You eat, but you don't have enough. You drink, but you aren't filled with drink. You clothe yourselves, but no one is warm, and he who earns wages earns wages to put them into a bag with holes in it.*


*You looked for much, and, behold, it came to little; and when you brought it home, I blew it away. Why?* says the LORD of Armies, *Because of my house that lies waste, while each of you is busy with his own house.


Through all that time, when one came to a heap of twenty measures, there were only ten. When one came to the wine vat to draw out fifty, there were only twenty.


I will rebuke the devourer for your sakes, and he shall not destroy the fruits of your ground; neither shall your vine cast its fruit before its time in the field,* says the LORD of Armies.


The LORD will strike you with consumption, and with fever, and with inflammation, and with fiery heat, and with the sword, and with blight, and with mildew; and they shall pursue you until you perish.


I gave her time to repent, but she refuses to repent of her sexual immorality.


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