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Jeremiah 14:6 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

6 And the wild asses stood upon the naked hills, they panted after the wind as the jackals; their eyes failed because no grass.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 And the wild asses did stand in the high places, they snuffed up the wind like dragons; their eyes did fail, because there was no grass.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 And the wild donkeys stand on the bare heights; they pant for air like jackals or crocodiles; their eyesight fails because there is no grass.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 And the wild asses stand on the bare heights, they pant for air like jackals; their eyes fail, because there is no herbage.

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Common English Bible

6 The wild donkeys stand on the well-traveled paths, panting like thirsty dogs; they go blind since there’s nothing to eat.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 And the wild donkeys stood upon the rocks; like dragons, they drew in the wind, but their eyes failed. For there was no grass."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 And the wild asses stood upon the rocks, they snuffed up the wind like dragons: their eyes failed, because there was no grass.

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Jeremiah 14:6
7 Tagairtí Cros  

For the fortress was left, the multitude of the city was forsaken; the hill and the watch-tower for caves even forever; the rejoicing of the wild asses a pasture of the flocks;


A wild ass accustomed to the desert in gratifying her soul, panting after the wind in her heat; who shall turn her back? all seeking her will not be wearied; in her new moon they shall find her.


Continuing, yet our eyes will fail, for our help in vain: in our watching we watched for a nation it will not save us.


For this our heart was languid; for this our eyes were darkened.


How the beasts groaned! the herds of oxen wept, for no pasture to them; also the flocks of sheep were laid waste.


And Jonathan will say, My father troubled the land: see, now, that mine eyes saw, because I tasted a little of this honey.


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