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Zechariah 11:2 - King James Version - American Edition

2 Howl, fir tree; for the cedar is fallen; because the mighty are spoiled: howl, O ye oaks of Bashan; for the forest of the vintage is come down.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 Howl, fir tree; for the cedar is fallen; because the mighty are spoiled: howl, O ye oaks of Bashan; for the forest of the vintage is come down.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 Wail, O fir tree and cypress, for the cedar has fallen, because the glorious and lofty trees are laid waste! Wail, O you oaks of Bashan, for the thick and inaccessible forest [on the steep mountainside] has in flames been felled!

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 Wail, O fir-tree, for the cedar is fallen, because the goodly ones are destroyed: wail, O ye oaks of Bashan, for the strong forest is come down.

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Common English Bible

2 Scream, cypress, for the cedar has fallen; those majestic ones have been devastated. Scream, oaks of Bashan, for the deep forest has fallen.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 Howl, you fir tree, for the cedar has fallen, because the magnificent have been devastated. Howl, you oaks of Bashan, because the secure forest passage has been cut down.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 Howl, thou fir tree, for the cedar is fallen, for the mighty are laid waste: howl, ye oaks of Basan, because the fenced forest is cut down.

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Zechariah 11:2
12 Tagairtí Cros  

Son of man, set thy face toward the south, and drop thy word toward the south, and prophesy against the forest of the south field;


Of the oaks of Bashan have they made thine oars; the company of the Ash´urites have made thy benches of ivory, brought out of the isles of Chittim.


They also went down into hell with him, unto them that be slain with the sword; and they that were his arm, that dwelt under his shadow in the midst of the heathen.


Woe to them that are at ease in Zion, and trust in the mountain of Samaria, which are named chief of the nations, to whom the house of Israel came!


Open thy doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may devour thy cedars.


There is a voice of the howling of the shepherds; for their glory is spoiled: a voice of the roaring of young lions; for the pride of Jordan is spoiled.


For if they do these things in a green tree, what shall be done in the dry?


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