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Micah 1:12 - King James Version - American Edition

12 For the inhabitant of Maroth waited carefully for good: but evil came down from the Lord unto the gate of Jerusalem.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 For the inhabitant of Maroth waited carefully for good: but evil came down from the LORD unto the gate of Jerusalem.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 For the inhabitant of Maroth [bitterness] writhes in pain [at its losses] and waits anxiously for good, because evil comes down from the Lord to the gate of Jerusalem.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 For the inhabitant of Maroth waiteth anxiously for good, because evil is come down from Jehovah unto the gate of Jerusalem.

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Common English Bible

12 How she longs for good, inhabitants of Maroth! Calamity has come down from the LORD to the gate of Jerusalem.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 For she has been weakened in goodness, who dwells in bitterness. For disaster has descended from the Lord to the gate of Jerusalem.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 For she is become weak unto good that dwelleth in bitterness: for evil is come down from the Lord into the gate of Jerusalem.

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Micah 1:12
9 Tagairtí Cros  

When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.


I form the light, and create darkness: I make peace, and create evil: I the Lord do all these things.


Hast thou utterly rejected Judah? hath thy soul loathed Zion? why hast thou smitten us, and there is no healing for us? we looked for peace, and there is no good; and for the time of healing, and behold trouble!


We looked for peace, but no good came; and for a time of health, and behold trouble!


Shall a trumpet be blown in the city, and the people not be afraid? shall there be evil in a city, and the Lord hath not done it?


For her wound is incurable; for it is come unto Judah; he is come unto the gate of my people, even to Jerusalem.


And she said unto them, Call me not Na-o´mi, call me Mara: for the Almighty hath dealt very bitterly with me.


And when he came, lo, Eli sat upon a seat by the wayside watching: for his heart trembled for the ark of God. And when the man came into the city, and told it, all the city cried out.


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