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Isaiah 22:17 - New Revised Standard Version

17 The Lord is about to hurl you away violently, my fellow. He will seize firm hold on you,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 Behold, the LORD will carry thee away with a mighty captivity, and will surely cover thee.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 Behold, the Lord will hurl you away violently, O you strong man; yes, He will take tight hold of you and He will surely cover you [with shame].

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 Behold, Jehovah, like a strong man, will hurl thee away violently; yea, he will wrap thee up closely.

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Common English Bible

17 The LORD is about to hurl you down, mighty man! He is surely going to cover you with darkness;

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 Behold, the Lord will cause you to be carried away, like a domesticated rooster, and he will remove you, like an outer garment.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

17 Behold, the Lord will cause thee to be carried away, as a cock is carried away: and he will lift thee up as a garment.

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Isaiah 22:17
6 Tagairtí Cros  

When the king returned from the palace garden to the banquet hall, Haman had thrown himself on the couch where Esther was reclining; and the king said, “Will he even assault the queen in my presence, in my own house?” As the words left the mouth of the king, they covered Haman's face.


The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; he covers the eyes of its judges— if it is not he, who then is it?


What right do you have here? Who are your relatives here, that you have cut out a tomb here for yourself, cutting a tomb on the height, and carving a habitation for yourself in the rock?


whirl you round and round, and throw you like a ball into a wide land; there you shall die, and there your splendid chariots shall lie, O you disgrace to your master's house!


For thus says the Lord: I am going to sling out the inhabitants of the land at this time, and I will bring distress on them, so that they shall feel it.


Her nobles send their servants for water; they come to the cisterns, they find no water, they return with their vessels empty. They are ashamed and dismayed and cover their heads,


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