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Jeremiah 49:25 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

25 How is the city of praise not forsaken, the city of my joy?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

25 How is the city of praise not left, the city of my joy!

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

25 How [remarkable that] the renowned city is not deserted, the city of my joy! [exclaims one from Damascus].

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American Standard Version (1901)

25 How is the city of praise not forsaken, the city of my joy?

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Common English Bible

25 Forsaken is the renowned city, city of my delight.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

25 How could they have abandoned the praiseworthy city, the city of rejoicing?

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Jeremiah 49:25
10 Tagairtí Cros  

I will restore your judges as at the first, and your counselors as at the beginning. Afterward you shall be called 'The city of righteousness, a faithful town.'


[This city] shall be to me for a name of joy, for a praise and for a glory, before all the nations of the earth, which shall hear all the good that I do to them, and shall fear and tremble for all the good and for all the shalom that I procure to it.


The praise of Mo'av is no more; in Cheshbon they have devised evil against her: Come, and let us cut her off from being a nation. You also, Madmen, shall be brought to silence: the sword shall pursue you.


How is it broken down! [how] do they wail! how has Mo'av turned the back with shame! so shall Mo'av become a derision and a terror to all who are round about him.


How is Sheshakh taken! and the praise of the whole earth seized! how is Bavel become a desolation among the nations!


The king spoke and said, Is not this great Bavel, which I have built for the royal dwelling place, by the might of my power and for the glory of my majesty?


standing far away for the fear of her torment, saying, 'Woe, woe, the great city, Bavel, the strong city! For your judgment has come in one hour.'


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