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Lamentations 3:7 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 He hath hedged me about, that I cannot get out: He hath made my chain heavy.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 He walled me in so that I cannot get out; He has weighted down my chain.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 He hath walled me about, that I cannot go forth; he hath made my chain heavy.

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Common English Bible

7 He walled me in so I couldn’t escape; he made my chains heavy.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 GHIMEL. He has built against me all around, so that I may not depart. He has increased the burden of my confinement.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

7 Ghimel. He hath built against me round about, that I may not get out: he hath made my fetters heavy.

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English Standard Version 2016

7 He has walled me about so that I cannot escape; he has made my chains heavy;

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Lamentations 3:7
11 Tagairtí Cros  

He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, And he hath set darkness in my paths.


Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, And whom God hath hedged in?


Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; Thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, And I cannot come forth.


Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.


Then took they Jeremiah, and cast him into the dungeon of Malchiah the son of Hammelech, that was in the court of the prison: and they let down Jeremiah with cords. And in the dungeon there was no water, but mire: so Jeremiah sunk in the mire.


And now, behold, I loose thee this day from the chains which were upon thine hand. If it seem good unto thee to come with me into Babylon, come; and I will look well unto thee: but if it seem ill unto thee to come with me into Babylon, forbear: behold, all the land is before thee: whither it seemeth good and convenient for thee to go, thither go.


The yoke of my transgressions is bound By his hand: They are wreathed, and come up upon my neck: He hath made my strength to fall, The Lord hath delivered me into their hands, From whom I am not able to rise up.


He hath inclosed my ways with hewn stone, He hath made my paths crooked.


Our necks are under persecution: We labour, and have no rest.


And he hath confirmed his words, which he spake against us, and against our judges that judged us, by bringing upon us a great evil: for under the whole heaven hath not been done as hath been done upon Jerusalem.


Therefore, behold, I will hedge up thy way with thorns, and make a wall, that she shall not find her paths.


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