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Isaiah 22:4 - King James Version - American Edition

4 Therefore said I, Look away from me; I will weep bitterly, labor not to comfort me, because of the spoiling of the daughter of my people.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 Therefore said I, Look away from me; I will weep bitterly, labour not to comfort me, because of the spoiling of the daughter of my people.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 Therefore I [Isaiah] said, Look away from me; I will weep bitterly. Do not hasten and try to comfort me over the destruction of the daughter of my people.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 Therefore said I, Look away from me, I will weep bitterly; labor not to comfort me for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

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Common English Bible

4 Therefore, I said, “Don’t look at me; let me weep bitterly. Don’t try to comfort me about the destruction of my dearly loved people.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 For this reason, I said: "Depart from me. I will weep bitterly. Make no attempt to console me, over the devastation of the daughter of my people."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 Therefore have I said: Depart from me, I will weep bitterly. Labour not to comfort me, for the devastation of the daughter of my people.

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Isaiah 22:4
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When Mor´decai perceived all that was done, Mor´decai rent his clothes, and put on sackcloth with ashes, and went out into the midst of the city, and cried with a loud and a bitter cry;


In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.


In their streets they shall gird themselves with sackcloth: on the tops of their houses, and in their streets, every one shall howl, weeping abundantly.


Behold, their valiant ones shall cry without: the ambassadors of peace shall weep bitterly.


But if ye will not hear it, my soul shall weep in secret places for your pride; and mine eye shall weep sore, and run down with tears, because the Lord's flock is carried away captive.


Thus saith the Lord; A voice was heard in Ramah, lamentation, and bitter weeping; Rachel weeping for her children refused to be comforted for her children, because they were not.


My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.


O daughter of my people, gird thee with sackcloth, and wallow thyself in ashes: make thee mourning, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation: for the spoiler shall suddenly come upon us.


When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.


Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!


and let them make haste, and take up a wailing for us, that our eyes may run down with tears, and our eyelids gush out with waters.


Mine eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.


And he hath given it to be furbished, that it may be handled: this sword is sharpened, and it is furbished, to give it into the hand of the slayer.


and they shall make themselves utterly bald for thee, and gird them with sackcloth, and they shall weep for thee with bitterness of heart and bitter wailing.


Therefore I will wail and howl, I will go stripped and naked: I will make a wailing like the dragons, and mourning as the owls.


In Ramah was there a voice heard, lamentation, and weeping, and great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children, and would not be comforted, because they are not.


And Peter remembered the word of Jesus, which said unto him, Before the cock crow, thou shalt deny me thrice. And he went out, and wept bitterly.


even as they delivered them unto us, which from the beginning were eyewitnesses, and ministers of the word;


And when he was come near, he beheld the city, and wept over it,


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