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Isaiah 14:5 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

5 The LORD has broken the staff of the wicked, the scepter of the rulers,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 The LORD hath broken the staff of the wicked, and the sceptre of the rulers.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 The Lord has broken the staff of the wicked, the scepter of the [tyrant] rulers,

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 Jehovah hath broken the staff of the wicked, the sceptre of the rulers;

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Common English Bible

5 The LORD has broken the staff of the wicked, the rod of tyrants

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 The Lord has crushed the staff of the impious, the scepter of despots,

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Isaiah 14:5
12 Tagairtí Cros  

For the scepter of wickedness won't remain over the allotment of the righteous; so that the righteous won't use their hands to do evil.


As a roaring lion or a charging bear, so is a wicked ruler over helpless people.


Alas Ashur, the rod of my anger, the staff in whose hand is my indignation!


I will punish the world for their evil, and the wicked for their iniquity. I will cause the arrogance of the proud to cease, and will humble the haughtiness of the terrible.


Don't rejoice, O Peleshet, all of you, because the rod that struck you is broken; for out of the serpent's root an adder will emerge, and his fruit will be a fiery flying serpent.


that you will take up this parable against the king of Bavel, and say, *How the oppressor has ceased! The golden city has ceased!*


who struck the peoples in wrath with a continual stroke, who ruled the nations in anger, with a persecution that none restrained.


You have multiplied the nation. You have increased their joy. They rejoice before you according to the joy in harvest, as men rejoice when they divide the spoil.


For the yoke of his burden, and the staff of his shoulder, the rod of his oppressor, you have broken as in the day of Midyan.


They have heard that I sigh; there is none to comfort me; All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: You will bring the day that you have proclaimed, and they shall be like me.


Will he therefore continually empty his net, and kill the nations without mercy?


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