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Jeremiah 22:7 - New Revised Standard Version Catholic Interconfessional

7 I will prepare destroyers against you, all with their weapons; they shall cut down your choicest cedars and cast them into the fire.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 And I will prepare destroyers against thee, every one with his weapons: and they shall cut down thy choice cedars, and cast them into the fire.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 And I will prepare, solemnly set apart, and appoint [to execute My judgments against you] destroyers, each with his weapons, and they will cut down your [palaces built of] choicest cedars and cast them into the fire.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 And I will prepare destroyers against thee, every one with his weapons; and they shall cut down thy choice cedars, and cast them into the fire.

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Common English Bible

7 I will summon destroyers against you, who will use their weapons to cut down your finest cedars and hurl them into the fire.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 And I will sanctify over you the destroying man and his weapons. And they will cut down your select cedars and throw them violently into the fire.

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Jeremiah 22:7
14 Tagairtí Cros  

By your servants you have mocked the Lord, and you have said, “With my many chariots I have gone up the heights of the mountains, to the far recesses of Lebanon; I felled its tallest cedars, its choicest cypresses; I came to its remotest height, its densest forest.


Their widows became more numerous than the sand of the seas; I have brought against the mothers of youths a destroyer at noonday; I have made anguish and terror fall upon her suddenly.


I will punish you according to the fruit of your doings, says the Lord; I will kindle a fire in its forest, and it shall devour all that is around it.


I am going to bring upon you a nation from far away, O house of Israel, says the Lord. It is an enduring nation, it is an ancient nation, a nation whose language you do not know, nor can you understand what they say.


Open your doors, O Lebanon, so that fire may devour your cedars!


The king was enraged. He sent his troops, destroyed those murderers, and burned their city.


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