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Lamentations 3:15 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

15 He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath made me drunken with wormwood.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 He hath filled me with bitterness, He hath made me drunken with wormwood.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 He has filled me with bitterness; He has made me drink to excess and until drunken with wormwood [bitterness].

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American Standard Version (1901)

15 He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath sated me with wormwood.

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Common English Bible

15 He saturated me with grief, made me choke on bitterness.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

15 HE. He has filled me with bitterness; he has inebriated me with wormwood.

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Lamentations 3:15
12 Tagairtí Cros  

He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.


Thou hast showed thy people hard things: thou hast made us to drink the wine of astonishment.


I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:


Therefore thus saith the Lord of hosts concerning the prophets; Behold, I will feed them with wormwood, and make them drink the water of gall: for from the prophets of Jerusalem is profaneness gone forth into all the land.


Therefore thou shalt say unto them, Thus saith the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel; Drink ye, and be drunken, and spew, and fall, and rise no more, because of the sword which I will send among you.


Thy way and thy doings have procured these things unto thee; this is thy wickedness, because it is bitter, because it reacheth unto thine heart.


but have walked after the imagination of their own heart, and after Ba´alim, which their fathers taught them:


therefore thus saith the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel; Behold, I will feed them, even this people, with wormwood, and give them water of gall to drink.


remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.


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


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