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Romans 8:20 - New Revised Standard Version

20 for the creation was subjected to futility, not of its own will but by the will of the one who subjected it, in hope

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

20 For the creature was made subject to vanity, not willingly, but by reason of him who hath subjected the same in hope,

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

20 For the creation (nature) was subjected to frailty (to futility, condemned to frustration), not because of some intentional fault on its part, but by the will of Him Who so subjected it–[yet] with the hope [Eccl. 1:2.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

20 For the creation was subjected to vanity, not of its own will, but by reason of him who subjected it, in hope

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Common English Bible

20 Creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice—it was the choice of the one who subjected it—but in the hope

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Catholic Public Domain Version

20 For the creature was made subject to emptiness, not willingly, but for the sake of the One who made it subject, unto hope.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

20 For the creature was made subject to vanity, not willingly, but by reason of him that made it subject, in hope:

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Romans 8:20
14 Tagairtí Cros  

he named him Noah, saying, “Out of the ground that the Lord has cursed this one shall bring us relief from our work and from the toil of our hands.”


And God said to Noah, “I have determined to make an end of all flesh, for the earth is filled with violence because of them; now I am going to destroy them along with the earth.


You have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in your sight. Surely everyone stands as a mere breath. Selah


Vanity of vanities, says the Teacher, vanity of vanities! All is vanity.


They have made it a desolation; desolate, it mourns to me. The whole land is made desolate, but no one lays it to heart.


How long will the land mourn, and the grass of every field wither? For the wickedness of those who live in it the animals and the birds are swept away, and because people said, “He is blind to our ways.”


Therefore the land mourns, and all who live in it languish; together with the wild animals and the birds of the air, even the fish of the sea are perishing.


How the animals groan! The herds of cattle wander about because there is no pasture for them; even the flocks of sheep are dazed.


We know that the whole creation has been groaning in labor pains until now;


For in hope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what is seen?


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