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2 Samuel 1:19 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

19 The beauty of Israel was wounded upon thy heights: how have the powerful fallen

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

19 The beauty of Israel is slain upon thy high places: How are the mighty fallen!

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

19 Your glory, O Israel, is slain upon your high places. How have the mighty fallen!

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American Standard Version (1901)

19 Thy glory, O Israel, is slain upon thy high places! How are the mighty fallen!

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Common English Bible

19 Oh, no, Israel! Your prince lies dead on your heights. Look how the mighty warriors have fallen!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

19 The illustrious of Israel have been killed upon your mountains. How could the valiant have fallen?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

19 The illustrious of Israel are slain upon thy mountains: How are the valiant fallen?

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2 Samuel 1:19
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Saul and Jonathan beloved and pleasant in their lives, and in their death they were not separated: they were swift above eagles, they were strong above lions.


How have the powerful fallen in the midst of the battle Jonathan wounded upon the heights!


How have the powerful fallen and the vessels of war perished.


In that day shall the springing up of Jehovah be for beauty and for glory, and the fruit of the earth for majesty and for ornament, for the escaping of Israel.


He shall come up as a sucking child before him, and as a root out of a land of dryness: no form to him and no decoration; and we shall see him, and no appearance and we shall desire him.


How will Jehovah in his anger cover the daughter of Zion! he cast down from the heavens to the earth the beauty of Israel, and he remembered not the footstool of his feet in the day of his anger.


The crown of our head fell: wo! now to us, for we sinned.


And I will take my rod Beauty, and I will cut it off, to break my covenant which I cut out with all the peoples.


And I will feed the flock of slaughter for you, and the poor of the sheep: And I will take to me two rods; to the one I called Beauty, and to the one, I called Cords; and I will feed the sheep.


And it will be on the morrow, and the rovers will come to strip the wounded, and they will find Saul and his three sons fallen in mount Gilboa.


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