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Zephaniah 1:11 - King James 2000

11 Wail, you inhabitants of Maktesh, for all the merchant people are cut down; all they that trade with silver are 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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Zephaniah 1:11
16 Tagairtí Cros  

Though he heap up silver as the dust, and pile up clothing as the clay;


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


Wail, you shepherds, and cry; and wallow yourselves in the ashes, you leaders of the flock: for the days of your slaughter and of your dispersions are come; and you shall fall like a choice vessel.


For this gird yourselves with sackcloth, lament and wail: for the fierce anger of the LORD has not turned back from us.


Cry and wail, son of man: for it shall be upon my people, it shall be upon all the princes of Israel: terrors by reason of the sword shall be upon my people: strike therefore upon your thigh.


For, lo, they are gone because of destruction: Egypt shall gather them up, Memphis shall bury them: the precious things of their silver, nettles shall possess them: thorns shall be in their tents.


Gird yourselves, and lament, you priests: wail, you ministers of the altar: come, lie all night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God: for the grain offering and the drink offering is withheld from the house of your God.


Awake, you drunkards, and weep; and howl, all you drinkers of wine, because of the new wine, for it is cut off from your mouth.


Woe unto the inhabitants of the seacoast, the nation of the Cherethites! the word of the LORD is against you; O Canaan, the land of the Philistines, I will even destroy you, that there shall be no inhabitant.


Yea, every pot in Jerusalem and in Judah shall be holiness unto the LORD of hosts: and all they that sacrifice shall come and take of them, and boil in them: and in that day there shall be no more a Canaanite in the house of the LORD of hosts.


And said unto them that sold doves, Take these things away; make not my Father's house a house of merchandise.


Come now, you rich men, weep and howl for your miseries that shall come upon you.


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