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Jeremiah 48:17 - King James Version - American Edition

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

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 Bemoan him, all you [nations] who are around him, and all you [nations more remote] who know his name; say, How broken is the mighty scepter [of national power] and the splendid rod [of glory]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

17 Grieve for this nation, you neighbors of Moab, all you who know his name. Proclaim how its mighty scepter and magnificent staff are shattered!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 Console him, all you who surround him and all you who know his name. Say: 'How has the strong staff become broken, the glorious staff?'

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

17 Comfort him, all you that are round about him. And all you that know his name, say: How is the strong staff broken, the beautiful rod?

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Jeremiah 48:17
12 Tagairtí Cros  

The Lord shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion: rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.


O Assyrian, the rod of mine anger, and the staff in their hand is mine indignation.


He who smote the people in wrath with a continual stroke, he that ruled the nations in anger, is persecuted, and none hindereth.


For the fields of Heshbon languish, and the vine of Sibmah: the lords of the heathen have broken down the principal plants thereof, they are come even unto Jazer, they wandered through the wilderness: her branches are stretched out, they are gone over the sea.


For thou hast broken the yoke of his burden, and the staff of his shoulder, the rod of his oppressor, as in the day of Mid´i-an.


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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