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Jeremiah 4:12 - New International Version (Anglicised)

12 a wind too strong for that comes from me. Now I pronounce my judgments against them.’

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 even a full wind from those places shall come unto me: now also will I give sentence against them.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 A wind too strong and full for winnowing comes at My word. Now I will also speak in judgment against [My people].

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 a full wind from these shall come for me: now will I also utter judgments against them.

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Common English Bible

12 This wind is too devastating for that. Now I, even I, will pronounce my sentence against them.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 A full spirit from these places will come to me. And now I will speak my judgments over them.

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Jeremiah 4:12
10 Tagairtí Cros  

On the wicked he will rain fiery coals and burning sulphur; a scorching wind will be their lot.


I will pronounce my judgments on my people because of their wickedness in forsaking me, in burning incense to other gods and in worshipping what their hands have made.


At that time this people and Jerusalem will be told, ‘A scorching wind from the barren heights in the desert blows towards my people, but not to winnow or cleanse;


Look! He advances like the clouds, his chariots come like a whirlwind, his horses are swifter than eagles. Woe to us! We are ruined!


This is what the Lord says: ‘See, I will stir up the spirit of a destroyer against Babylon and the people of Leb Kamai.


‘Therefore this is what the Sovereign Lord says: I myself am against you, Jerusalem, and I will inflict punishment on you in the sight of the nations.


even though he thrives among his brothers. An east wind from the Lord will come, blowing in from the desert; his spring will fail and his well dry up. His storehouse will be plundered of all its treasures.


Then they sweep past like the wind and go on – guilty people, whose own strength is their god.’


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