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Ezekiel 19:10 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

10 Thy mother is like a vine in thy blood, planted by the waters: she was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

10 Thy mother is like a vine in thy blood, planted by the waters: she was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

10 Your mother [the mother-city Jerusalem] was like a vine [like you, Zedekiah, and in your blood] planted by the waters; it was fruitful and full of branches by reason of abundant water. [II Kings 24:17; Ezek. 17:7.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

10 Thy mother was like a vine, in thy blood, planted by the waters: it was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.

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Common English Bible

10 Your mother was like a vine in a vineyard planted beside the waters; she bore lush fruit and foliage because of the plentiful water,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

10 Your mother is like a vine, in your blood, planted by the water; her fruit and her branches have increased because of many waters.

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Ezekiel 19:10
16 Tagairtí Cros  

And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.


Thy wife shall be as a fruitful vine by the sides of thine house: thy children like olive plants round about thy table.


And it grew, and became a spreading vine of low stature, whose branches turned toward him, and the roots thereof were under him: so it became a vine, and brought forth branches, and shot forth sprigs.


And now she is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty ground.


and say, What is thy mother? A lioness: she lay down among lions, she nourished her whelps among young lions.


Plead with your mother, plead; for she is not my wife, neither am I her husband: let her therefore put away her whoredoms out of her sight, and her adulteries from between her breasts;


For their mother hath played the harlot: she that conceived them hath done shamefully; for she said, I will go after my lovers, that give me my bread and my water, my wool and my flax, mine oil and my drink.


I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman.


For the Lord thy God bringeth thee into a good land, a land of brooks of water, of fountains and depths that spring out of valleys and hills;


a land wherein thou shalt eat bread without scarceness, thou shalt not lack any thing in it; a land whose stones are iron, and out of whose hills thou mayest dig brass.


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