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Isaiah 22:2 - King James Version - American Edition

2 Thou that art full of stirs, a tumultuous city, a joyous city: thy slain men are not slain with the sword, nor dead in battle.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 Thou that art full of stirs, a tumultuous city, a joyous city: thy slain men are not slain with the sword, nor dead in battle.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 You who are full of shouting, a tumultuous city, a joyous and exultant city? [O Jerusalem] your slain warriors have not met [a glorious] death with the sword or in battle.

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 O thou that art full of shoutings, a tumultuous city, a joyous town; thy slain are not slain with the sword, neither are they dead in battle.

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Common English Bible

2 you who are filled with noise, you roaring city, you party town? Your dead weren’t slaughtered by the sword; they didn’t die in battle.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 Filled with clamor, a busy city, an exultant city: your dead have not been slain by the sword, nor did they die in battle.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 Full of clamour, a populous city, a joyous city: thy slain are not slain by the sword, nor dead in battle.

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Isaiah 22:2
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Without me they shall bow down under the prisoners, and they shall fall under the slain. For all this his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.


Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days? her own feet shall carry her afar off to sojourn.


Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city:


because the palaces shall be forsaken; the multitude of the city shall be left; the forts and towers shall be for dens for ever, a joy of wild asses, a pasture of flocks;


Therefore thus saith the Lord concerning the king of Assyria, He shall not come into this city, nor shoot an arrow there, nor come before it with shields, nor cast a bank against it.


Then the angel of the Lord went forth, and smote in the camp of the Assyrians a hundred and fourscore and five thousand: and when they arose early in the morning, behold, they were all dead corpses.


If I go forth into the field, then behold the slain with the sword! and if I enter into the city, then behold them that are sick with famine! yea, both the prophet and the priest go about into a land that they know not.


Thus saith the Lord, He that remaineth in this city shall die by the sword, by the famine, and by the pestilence: but he that goeth forth to the Chalde´ans shall live; for he shall have his life for a prey, and shall live.


And in the fourth month, in the ninth day of the month, the famine was sore in the city, so that there was no bread for the people of the land.


How doth the city sit solitary, that was full of people! How is she become as a widow! She that was great among the nations, and princess among the provinces, how is she become tributary!


Behold, O Lord, and consider to whom thou hast done this. Shall the women eat their fruit, and children of a span long? Shall the priest and the prophet be slain in the sanctuary of the Lord?


Those that be near, and those that be far from thee, shall mock thee, which art infamous and much vexed.


This is the rejoicing city that dwelt carelessly, that said in her heart, I am, and there is none besides me: how is she become a desolation, a place for beasts to lie down in! every one that passeth by her shall hiss, and wag his hand.


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