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Lamentations 4:10 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

10 The hands of the pitiful women have boiled their own children; They were their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

10 The hands of the pitiful women Have sodden their own children: They were their meat In the destruction of the daughter of my people.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

10 The hands of [heretofore] compassionate women have boiled their own children; they were their food during the destruction of the daughter of my people [Judah].

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American Standard Version (1901)

10 The hands of the pitiful women have boiled their own children; They were their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.

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Common English Bible

10 The hands of loving women boiled their own children to become their food during the destruction of the daughter of my people.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

10 JOD. The hands of pitiable women have boiled their sons. They became their food in the grief of the daughter of my people.

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Lamentations 4:10
12 Tagairtí Cros  

On the ninth day of the [fourth] month the famine was sore in the city, so that there was no bread for the people of the land.


You that are full of shouting, a tumultuous city, a joyous town; your slain are not slain with the sword, neither are they dead in battle.


Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yes, these may forget, yet I will not forget you.


I will cause them to eat the flesh of their sons and the flesh of their daughters; and they shall eat everyone the flesh of his friend, in the siege and in the distress, with which their enemies, and those who seek their life, shall distress them.


My eyes do fail with tears, my heart is troubled; My liver is poured on the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, Because the young children and the infants swoon in the streets of the city.


Look, LORD, and see to whom you have done thus! Shall the women eat their fruit, the children that are dandled in the hands? Shall the Kohen and the prophet be killed in the sanctuary of the Lord?


My eye runs down with streams of water, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.


Even the jackals draw out the breast, they give suck to their young ones: The daughter of my people is become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness.


Therefore the fathers shall eat the sons in the midst of you, and the sons shall eat their fathers; and I will execute judgments on you; and the whole remnant of you will I scatter to all the winds.


You will eat the flesh of your sons, and you will eat the flesh of your daughters.


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