Isaiah 32:12 - Revised Version 1885

¹² They shall smite upon the breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

¹² They shall lament for the teats, for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

¹² They shall beat upon their breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine,

American Standard Version (1901)

¹² They shall smite upon the breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

Common English Bible

¹² beating your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine,

Catholic Public Domain Version

¹² Mourn over your breasts, over the delightful country, over the fruitful vineyard.

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

¹² Mourn for your breasts, for the delightful country, for the fruitful vineyard.

Isaiah 32:12 Tagairtí Cros

Isaiah 24:1

Behold, the LORD maketh the earth empty, and maketh it waste, and turneth it upside down, and scattereth abroad the inhabitants thereof.

Isaiah 24:7

The new wine mourneth, the vine languisheth, all the merryhearted do sigh.

Isaiah 32:13

Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city:

Lamentations 2:11

Mine eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the young children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.

Ezekiel 20:15

Moreover also I lifted up my hand unto them in the wilderness, that I would not bring them into the land which I had given them, flowing with milk and honey, which is the glory of all lands;

Ezekiel 20:6

in that day I lifted up mine hand unto them, to bring them forth out of the land of Egypt into a land that I had espied for them, flowing with milk and honey, which is the glory of all lands:

Joel 1:7

He hath laid my vine waste, and barked my fig tree: he hath made it clean bare, and cast it away; the branches thereof are made white.

Nahum 2:7

And Huzzab is uncovered, she is carried away, and her handmaids mourn as with the voice of doves, tabering upon their breasts.