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Isaiah 24:12 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

12 The city is left in desolation, and the gate is struck with destruction.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 In the city is left desolation, and the gate is smitten with destruction.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 In the city is left desolation, and its gate is battered and destroyed.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 In the city is left desolation, and the gate is smitten with destruction.

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Common English Bible

12 Ruin remains in the city, and the gate is battered to wreckage.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 Solitude is what remains in the city, and calamity will overwhelm its gates.

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Isaiah 24:12
12 Tagairtí Cros  

Howl, gate! Cry, city! You are melted away, Peleshet, all of you; for smoke comes out of the north, and there is no straggler in his ranks.


For the palace will be forsaken. The populous city will be deserted. The hill and the watchtower will be for dens forever, a delight for wild donkeys, a pasture of flocks;


Though hail flattens the forest, and the city is leveled completely.


I will go before you, and make the rough places smooth; I will break in pieces the doors of brass, and cut in sunder the bars of iron;


I will make Yerushalayim heaps, a dwelling place of jackals; and I will make the cities of Yehudah a desolation, without inhabitant.


How the city sits solitary, that was full of people! She has become as a widow, who was great among the nations! She who was a princess among the provinces is become tributary!


The ways of Tziyon do mourn, because none come to the solemn assembly; all her gates are desolate, her Kohanim do sigh: her virgins are afflicted, and she herself is in bitterness.


Her gates are sunk into the ground; he has destroyed and broken her bars: Her king and her princes are among the nations where the law is not; Yes, her prophets find no vision from the LORD.


For the mountain of Tziyon, which is desolate: The foxes walk on it.


For the inhabitant of Marot waits anxiously for good, because evil has come down from the LORD to the gate of Yerushalayim.


For her wounds are incurable; for it has come even to Yehudah. It reaches to the gate of my people, even to Yerushalayim.


When the king heard that, he was angry, and sent his armies, destroyed those murderers, and burned their city.


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