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Judges 5:13 - New Revised Standard Version

13 Then down marched the remnant of the noble; the people of the Lord marched down for him against the mighty.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 Then he made him that remaineth have dominion over the nobles among the people: The LORD made me have dominion over the mighty.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 Then down marched the remnant of the nobles, the people of the Lord marched down for Me against the mighty.

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 Then came down a remnant of the nobles and the people; Jehovah came down for me against the mighty.

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Common English Bible

13 Then those who remained marched down against royalty; the LORD’s people marched down against warriors.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 The remnants of the people were saved. The Lord contended with the strong.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

13 The remnants of the people are saved: the Lord hath fought among the valiant ones.

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Judges 5:13
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Like sheep they are appointed for Sheol; Death shall be their shepherd; straight to the grave they descend, and their form shall waste away; Sheol shall be their home.


but it is God who executes judgment, putting down one and lifting up another.


All the trees of the field shall know that I am the Lord. I bring low the high tree, I make high the low tree; I dry up the green tree and make the dry tree flourish. I the Lord have spoken; I will accomplish it.


No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.


I will make those of the synagogue of Satan who say that they are Jews and are not, but are lying—I will make them come and bow down before your feet, and they will learn that I have loved you.


“Awake, awake, Deborah! Awake, awake, utter a song! Arise, Barak, lead away your captives, O son of Abinoam.


From Ephraim they set out into the valley, following you, Benjamin, with your kin; from Machir marched down the commanders, and from Zebulun those who bear the marshal's staff;


“Curse Meroz, says the angel of the Lord, curse bitterly its inhabitants, because they did not come to the help of the Lord, to the help of the Lord against the mighty.


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