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Isaiah 14:5 - New Revised Standard Version

5 The Lord has broken the staff of the wicked, the scepter of rulers,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 The LORD hath broken the staff of the wicked, and the sceptre of the rulers.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 The Lord has broken the staff of the wicked, the scepter of the [tyrant] rulers,

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 Jehovah hath broken the staff of the wicked, the sceptre of the rulers;

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Common English Bible

5 The LORD has broken the staff of the wicked, the rod of tyrants

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 The Lord has crushed the staff of the impious, the scepter of despots,

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 The Lord hath broken the staff of the wicked, the rod of the rulers,

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Isaiah 14:5
12 Tagairtí Cros  

For the scepter of wickedness shall not rest on the land allotted to the righteous, so that the righteous might not stretch out their hands to do wrong.


Like a roaring lion or a charging bear is a wicked ruler over a poor people.


Ah, Assyria, the rod of my anger— the club in their hands is my fury!


I will punish the world for its evil, and the wicked for their iniquity; I will put an end to the pride of the arrogant, and lay low the insolence of tyrants.


Do not rejoice, all you Philistines, that the rod that struck you is broken, for from the root of the snake will come forth an adder, and its fruit will be a flying fiery serpent.


you will take up this taunt against the king of Babylon: How the oppressor has ceased! How his insolence has ceased!


that struck down the peoples in wrath with unceasing blows, that ruled the nations in anger with unrelenting persecution.


You have multiplied the nation, you have increased its joy; they rejoice before you as with joy at the harvest, as people exult when dividing plunder.


For the yoke of their burden, and the bar across their shoulders, the rod of their oppressor, you have broken as on the day of Midian.


They heard how I was groaning, with no one to comfort me. All my enemies heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it. Bring on the day you have announced, and let them be as I am.


Is he then to keep on emptying his net, and destroying nations without mercy?


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