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Isaiah 22:17 - Revised Standard Version

17 Behold, the Lord will hurl you away violently, O you strong man. He will seize firm hold on you,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 Behold, the LORD will carry thee away with a mighty captivity, and will surely cover thee.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 Behold, the Lord will hurl you away violently, O you strong man; yes, He will take tight hold of you and He will surely cover you [with shame].

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 Behold, Jehovah, like a strong man, will hurl thee away violently; yea, he will wrap thee up closely.

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Common English Bible

17 The LORD is about to hurl you down, mighty man! He is surely going to cover you with darkness;

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 Behold, the Lord will cause you to be carried away, like a domesticated rooster, and he will remove you, like an outer garment.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

17 Behold, the Lord will cause thee to be carried away, as a cock is carried away: and he will lift thee up as a garment.

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Isaiah 22:17
6 Tagairtí Cros  

And the king returned from the palace garden to the place where they were drinking wine, as Haman was falling on the couch where Esther was; and the king said, “Will he even assault the queen in my presence, in my own house?” As the words left the mouth of the king, they covered Haman's face.


The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; he covers the faces of its judges— if it is not he, who then is it?


What have you to do here and whom have you here, that you have hewn here a tomb for yourself, you who hew a tomb on the height, and carve a habitation for yourself in the rock?


and whirl you round and round, and throw you like a ball into a wide land; there you shall die, and there shall be your splendid chariots, you shame of your master's house.


For thus says the Lord: “Behold, I am slinging out the inhabitants of the land at this time, and I will bring distress on them, that they may feel it.”


Her nobles send their servants for water; they come to the cisterns, they find no water, they return with their vessels empty; they are ashamed and confounded and cover their heads.


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