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Micah 1:9 - New Revised Standard Version

9 For her wound is incurable. It has come to Judah; it has reached to the gate of my people, to Jerusalem.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 For her wound is incurable; for it is come unto Judah; he is come unto the gate of my people, even to Jerusalem.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 For [Samaria's] wounds are incurable and they come even to Judah; He [the Lord] has reached to the gate of my people, to Jerusalem.

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 For her wounds are incurable; for it is come even unto Judah; it reacheth unto the gate of my people, even to Jerusalem.

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Common English Bible

9 Indeed, Zion has been weakened by her wounds! It has come as far as Judah; he has struck as far as the gate of my people, as far as Jerusalem.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 For her wound has been in despair. For it has come even to Judah. It has touched the gate of my people, even to Jerusalem.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 Because her wound is desperate, because it is come even to Juda, it hath touched the gate of my people even to Jerusalem.

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Micah 1:9
15 Tagairtí Cros  

And her gates shall lament and mourn; ravaged, she shall sit upon the ground.


In the fourteenth year of King Hezekiah, King Sennacherib of Assyria came up against all the fortified cities of Judah and captured them.


The king of Assyria sent the Rabshakeh from Lachish to King Hezekiah at Jerusalem, with a great army. He stood by the conduit of the upper pool on the highway to the Fuller's Field.


Why is my pain unceasing, my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? Truly, you are to me like a deceitful brook, like waters that fail.


Go up to Gilead, and take balm, O virgin daughter Egypt! In vain you have used many medicines; there is no healing for you.


For the inhabitants of Maroth wait anxiously for good, yet disaster has come down from the Lord to the gate of Jerusalem.


Therefore I have begun to strike you down, making you desolate because of your sins.


There is no assuaging your hurt, your wound is mortal. All who hear the news about you clap their hands over you. For who has ever escaped your endless cruelty?


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