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Jeremiah 48:39 - King James 2000

39 They shall wail, saying, How it is broken down! how has Moab turned the back with shame! so shall Moab be a derision and a dismay to all them about him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

39 They shall howl, saying, How is it broken down! how hath Moab turned the back with shame! so shall Moab be a derision and a dismaying to all them about him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

39 How it is broken down! How they wail! How Moab has turned his back in shame! So Moab has become [an object of] a derision and a [horrifying] terror to all who are round about him.

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American Standard Version (1901)

39 How is it broken down! how do they wail! how hath Moab turned the back with shame! so shall Moab become a derision and a terror to all that are round about him.

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Common English Bible

39 How it’s shattered! Go wail! How Moab turns away! What shame! Moab has become the butt of every joke, horrific to all its neighbors.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

39 How was it conquered, so that they would wail? How is it that Moab has cast down his neck and been confounded? And Moab will be a derision and an example to everyone around him."

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Jeremiah 48:39
10 Tagairtí Cros  

And Moab shall be ashamed of Chemosh, as the house of Israel was ashamed of Beth-el their confidence.


All you that are about him, bemoan him; and all you that know his name, say, How is the strong staff broken, the beautiful rod!


How does the city sit lovely, that was full of people! how has she become as a widow! she that was great among the nations, and princess among the provinces, how has she become a slave!


How the Lord has covered the daughter of Zion with a cloud in his anger, and cast down from heaven unto the earth the beauty of Israel, and remembered not his footstool in the day of his anger!


How has the gold become dim! how has the most fine gold changed! the stones of the sanctuary are poured out at the head of every street.


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