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Zephaniah 1:11 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

11 Wail, ye inhabitants of Maktesh, for all the people of Canaan were destroyed; all lifting up silver were cut off.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

11 Howl, ye inhabitants of Maktesh, for all the merchant people are cut down; all they that bear silver are cut off.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

11 Wail, you inhabitants of the Mortar [those located in the hollow part of the city]! For all the merchant people, like the people of Canaan, will be silent [entirely destroyed]; all those who weighed out silver and were loaded with it will be cut off.

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American Standard Version (1901)

11 Wail, ye inhabitants of Maktesh; for all the people of Canaan are undone; all they that were laden with silver are cut off.

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Common English Bible

11 The ones who grind the grain will wail; all the merchants will be silenced. I will eliminate all those weighing out silver.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

11 Howl, inhabitants of the Pillar. All the people of Canaan have fallen silent. All were ruined who had been wrapped in silver.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

11 Howl, ye inhabitants of the Morter. All the people of Chanaan is hush, all are cut off that were wrapped up in silver.

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Zephaniah 1:11
16 Tagairtí Cros  

If he shall heap up silver as the dust, and prepare clothing as clay;


He shall prepare, and the just shall put on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.


Wail, ye shepherds, and cry; and wallow yourselves, ye chiefs of the flocks; for your days for slaughter and your dispersions were filled up, and ye fell as a vessel of desire.


For this, be ye girded with sackcloth, lament and wail: for the heat of the anger of Jehovah turned not back from us.


Cry and wail, son of man, for it was upon my people, it was upon all the princes of Israel: terrors for the sword were upon my people: for this, strike upon thy thigh.


For behold, they went from destruction: Egypt shall gather them together; Memphis shall bury them: the desire for their silver, the prickly weed shall possess them: the thorn in their tents.


Be ye girded and lament, ye priests: wail, ye, serving the altar: come in, pass the night in sackcloth, ye serving God: for the gift and the libation were withheld from the house of your God.


Awake, ye intoxicated, and weep; and wail, all ye drinking wine, on account of the new wine, for it was cut off from your mouth.


Wo! to the inhabitants of the region of the sea, the nation of the Cherethites: the word of Jehovah is upon you, O Canaan, the land of the rovers, and I destroyed thee from none inhabiting.


And every pot in Jerusalem and in Judah was holiness to Jehovah of armies: and all sacrificing came and took of them, and boiled in them: and the Canaanite shall be no more in the house of Jehovah in that day.


And he said to those selling doves, Take away these things hence; make not the house of my Father a house of merchandise.


Come on now, ye rich, weep, uttering loud cries of grief for the misfortunes coming upon you.


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