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Lamentations 4:2 - Modern English Version

2 The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold, how they are esteemed as earthen pots, the work of a potter’s hands!

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 The precious sons of Zion, Comparable to fine gold, How are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, The work of the hands of the potter!

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 The noble and precious sons of Zion, [once] worth their weight in fine gold–how they are esteemed [merely] as earthen pots or pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter! [Isa. 30:14; Jer. 19:11; II Cor. 4:7.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold, How are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!

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Common English Bible

2 Zion’s precious children, once valued as pure gold— oh no!—now they are worth no more than clay pots made by a potter.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 BETH. The famous sons of Zion, and those clothed with the foremost gold: how they have become like earthen vessels, the work of the hands of a potter.

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Lamentations 4:2
12 Tagairtí Cros  

He shall break it as the breaking of the potter’s vessel that is broken in pieces; He shall not spare so that there shall not be found in the breaking of it a shard to take fire from the hearth or with which to take water out of a cistern.


There is no one to guide her among all the sons she has brought forth; nor is there anyone to take hold of her hand of all the sons that she has brought up.


Thus says the Lord: Go and buy a potter’s earthen bottle, and take some of the elders of the people and some of the elders of the priests.


and say to them: Thus says the Lord of Hosts: Even so I will break this people and this city, as one breaks a potter’s vessel that cannot be made whole again; and they will bury them in Topheth until there is no other place to bury.


Is this man Koniah a despised broken jar? Is he a vessel in which is no desire? Why are he and his seed cast out and thrown into a land which they had not known?


The young and the old lie on the ground in the streets; my virgins and my young men have fallen by the sword; You have killed them in the day of Your anger, You have slaughtered and not pitied.


Princes were hung up by their hands, the faces of elders were not honored.


Israel is swallowed up. Now they are among the nations as a vessel in which there is no pleasure.


Because I have bent Judah as My bow and fitted the bow with Ephraim. I will stir up your sons, O Zion, against your sons, O Greece, and will set you like the sword of a warrior.


But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, the excellency of the power being from God and not from ourselves.


In a large house there are not only gold and silver vessels, but also those of wood and clay; some are for honor, and some for dishonor.


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