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Isaiah 49:20 - New Revised Standard Version

20 The children born in the time of your bereavement will yet say in your hearing: “The place is too crowded for me; make room for me to settle.”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

20 The children which thou shalt have, after thou hast lost the other, shall say again in thine ears, The place is too strait for me: give place to me that I may dwell.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

20 The children of your bereavement [born during your captivity] shall yet say in your ears, The place is too narrow for me; make room for me, that I may live.

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American Standard Version (1901)

20 The children of thy bereavement shall yet say in thine ears, The place is too strait for me; give place to me that I may dwell.

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Common English Bible

20 You will again hear the children who were born bereaved say, “The place is too crowded for me; make room for me to settle.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

20 Even the children of your barrenness will say in your ears: "This place is too narrow for me. Make me a spacious place in which to dwell."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

20 The children of thy barrenness shall still say in thy ears: The place is too strait for me. Make me room to dwell in.

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Isaiah 49:20
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Now the company of prophets said to Elisha, “As you see, the place where we live under your charge is too small for us.


For when he sees his children, the work of my hands, in his midst, they will sanctify my name; they will sanctify the Holy One of Jacob, and will stand in awe of the God of Israel.


For the Lord will comfort Zion; he will comfort all her waste places, and will make her wilderness like Eden, her desert like the garden of the Lord; joy and gladness will be found in her, thanksgiving and the voice of song.


Lift up your eyes and look around; they all gather together, they come to you; your sons shall come from far away, and your daughters shall be carried on their nurses' arms.


Yet the number of the people of Israel shall be like the sand of the sea, which can be neither measured nor numbered; and in the place where it was said to them, “You are not my people,” it shall be said to them, “Children of the living God.”


I will bring them home from the land of Egypt, and gather them from Assyria; I will bring them to the land of Gilead and to Lebanon, until there is no room for them.


and said to him, “Run, say to that young man: Jerusalem shall be inhabited like villages without walls, because of the multitude of people and animals in it.


Do not presume to say to yourselves, ‘We have Abraham as our ancestor’; for I tell you, God is able from these stones to raise up children to Abraham.


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