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Jeremiah 17:16 - New Revised Standard Version

16 But I have not run away from being a shepherd in your service, nor have I desired the fatal day. You know what came from my lips; it was before your face.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

16 As for me, I have not hastened from being a pastor to follow thee: neither have I desired the woeful day; thou knowest: that which came out of my lips was right before thee.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

16 But as for me, I have not sought to escape from being a shepherd after You, nor have I desired the woeful day [of judgment]; You know that. Whatever I said was spoken in Your presence and was from You.

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American Standard Version (1901)

16 As for me, I have not hastened from being a shepherd after thee; neither have I desired the woeful day; thou knowest: that which came out of my lips was before thy face.

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Common English Bible

16 Yet I didn’t urge you to bring disaster; I didn’t want the calamity to happen. You know what comes out of my mouth; it’s always before you.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

16 But I am not troubled; I am following you as my shepherd. And I have not desired the day of man, as you know. That which has gone forth from my lips has been right in your sight.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

16 And I am not troubled, following thee for my pastor: and I have not desired the day of man, thou knowest. That which went out of my lips hath been right in thy sight.

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Jeremiah 17:16
21 Tagairtí Cros  

But you, O Lord, know me; You see me and test me—my heart is with you. Pull them out like sheep for the slaughter, and set them apart for the day of slaughter.


But if you will not listen, my soul will weep in secret for your pride; my eyes will weep bitterly and run down with tears, because the Lord's flock has been taken captive.


O Lord, you know; remember me and visit me, and bring down retribution for me on my persecutors. In your forbearance do not take me away; know that on your account I suffer insult.


Is evil a recompense for good? Yet they have dug a pit for my life. Remember how I stood before you to speak good for them, to turn away your wrath from them.


O Lord, you have enticed me, and I was enticed; you have overpowered me, and you have prevailed. I have become a laughingstock all day long; everyone mocks me.


If I say, “I will not mention him, or speak any more in his name,” then within me there is something like a burning fire shut up in my bones; I am weary with holding it in, and I cannot.


O that my head were a spring of water, and my eyes a fountain of tears, so that I might weep day and night for the slain of my poor people!


They hate the one who reproves in the gate, and they abhor the one who speaks the truth.


I did not shrink from doing anything helpful, proclaiming the message to you and teaching you publicly and from house to house,


for I did not shrink from declaring to you the whole purpose of God.


Indeed, this is our boast, the testimony of our conscience: we have behaved in the world with frankness and godly sincerity, not by earthly wisdom but by the grace of God—and all the more toward you.


For we are not peddlers of God's word like so many; but in Christ we speak as persons of sincerity, as persons sent from God and standing in his presence.


You must understand this, my beloved: let everyone be quick to listen, slow to speak, slow to anger;


Not many of you should become teachers, my brothers and sisters, for you know that we who teach will be judged with greater strictness.


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