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Micah 1:12 - Modern English Version

12 Indeed the inhabitants of Maroth wait anxiously for good, because calamity has come down from the Lord to the gate of Jerusalem.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 For the inhabitant of Maroth waited carefully for good: but evil came down from the LORD unto the gate of Jerusalem.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 For the inhabitant of Maroth [bitterness] writhes in pain [at its losses] and waits anxiously for good, because evil comes down from the Lord to the gate of Jerusalem.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 For the inhabitant of Maroth waiteth anxiously for good, because evil is come down from Jehovah unto the gate of Jerusalem.

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Common English Bible

12 How she longs for good, inhabitants of Maroth! Calamity has come down from the LORD to the gate of Jerusalem.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 For she has been weakened in goodness, who dwells in bitterness. For disaster has descended from the Lord to the gate of Jerusalem.

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Micah 1:12
9 Tagairtí Cros  

When I looked for good, then evil disaster came upon me; and when I waited for light, darkness came.


I form the light and create darkness; I make peace and create calamity; I, the Lord, do all these things.


Have You utterly rejected Judah? Has Your soul loathed Zion? Why have You stricken us so that there is no healing for us? We looked for peace, but there was nothing good; and for the time of healing, but behold, trouble!


We looked for peace, but no good came; and for a time of health, but behold, terror!


If the trumpet blasts in the city, are not the people frightened? If there is disaster against a city, is it not the Lord who has done it?


For her wound is mortal, for it has come to Judah; it has extended to the gate of my people, to Jerusalem.


But she said to them, “Do not call me Naomi. Call me Mara, because the Almighty has brought great bitterness to me.


When he came, Eli was sitting on a seat by the wayside watching, for his heart feared for the ark of God. Now the man came to tell it in the city, and all the city cried out.


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