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Jeremiah 51:45 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

45 My people, go you out of the midst of her, and save yourselves every man from the fierce anger of the LORD.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

45 My people, go ye out of the midst of her, and deliver ye every man his soul from the fierce anger of the LORD.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

45 My people, come out of the midst of her! And let every man save his life from the fierce anger of the Lord! [Jer. 50:8; II Cor. 6:17; Rev. 18:4.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

45 My people, go ye out of the midst of her, and save yourselves every man from the fierce anger of Jehovah.

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Common English Bible

45 Get out of Babylon, my people! Run for your lives from the LORD’s fierce anger.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

45 Go forth from her midst, my people, so that each one may save his life from the wrath of the fury of the Lord.

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Jeremiah 51:45
13 Tagairtí Cros  

Go you forth from Bavel, flee you from the Kasdim; with a voice of singing declare you, tell this, utter it even to the end of the earth: say you, the LORD has redeemed his servant Ya`akov.


The voice of those who flee and escape out of the land of Bavel, to declare in Tziyon the vengeance of the LORD our God, the vengeance of his temple.


Flee out of the midst of Bavel, and go forth out of the land of the Kasdim, and be as the male goats before the flocks.


You who have escaped the sword, go you, don't stand still; remember the LORD from afar, and let Yerushalayim come into your mind.


Flee out of the midst of Bavel, and save every man his life; don't be cut off in her iniquity: for it is the time of the LORD's vengeance; he will render to her a recompense.


We would have healed Bavel, but she is not healed: forsake her, and let us go everyone into his own country; for her judgment reaches to heaven, and is lifted up even to the skies.


'Come, Tziyon! Escape, you who dwell with the daughter of Bavel.'


He spoke to the congregation, saying, Depart, I pray you, from the tents of these wicked men, and touch nothing of theirs, lest you be consumed in all their sins.


With many other words he testified, and exhorted them, saying, *Save yourselves from this crooked generation!*


Therefore, *'Come out from among them, and be separate,' says the Lord. 'Touch no unclean thing. I will receive you.


I heard another voice from heaven, saying, *Come out of her, my people, that you have no participation in her sins, and that you don't receive of her plagues,


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