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Ecclesiastes 4:1 - Tree of Life Version

1 Again I looked and saw all the oppressions that are done under the sun, and behold, I saw the tears of the oppressed, but they have no comforter. Power is in the hand of their oppressors, but they had no comforter.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 So I returned, and considered all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold the tears of such as were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 THEN I returned and considered all the oppressions that are practiced under the sun: And I beheld the tears of the oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors was power, but they [too] had no comforter.

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Then I returned and saw all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and, behold, the tears of such as were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.

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Common English Bible

1 When I next observed all the oppressions that take place under the sun, I saw the tears of the oppressed—and they have no one to comfort them. Their oppressors wield power—but they have no one to comfort them.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 I turned myself to other things, and I saw the false accusations which are carried out under the sun, and the tears of the innocent, and that there was no one to console them; and that they were not able to withstand their violence, being destitute of all help.

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Ecclesiastes 4:1
51 Tagairtí Cros  

I too could speak like you, if you were in my place; I could compose words against you and shake my head at you.


“Because of a multitude of oppressions, they cry out; they cry for help because of the power of the mighty.


Relent, do not be unjust; reconsider, for my righteousness is in it.


If the land falls into the hand of the wicked He blindfolds the faces of its judges. If it is not He, then who is it?


They say: “With our tongue we’ll prevail. We own our lips—who can master us?”


When my spirit grows faint within me, You know my path. In the way where I walk they have hidden a trap for me.


Look at my right hand and see, for no one cares about me. I have no refuge— no one cares for my soul.


My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When will I come and appear before God?


By day Adonai commands His love, and at night His song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life.


You know my reproach, my shame, my disgrace. All my adversaries are before You.


Scorn has broken my heart, so I am sick. I looked for sympathy, but there was none, for comforters, but found none.


Adonai-Tzva’ot, how long will You be angry with the prayer of Your people?


and said, “When you help the Hebrew women during childbirth, look at the sex. If it’s a son, then kill him, but if it’s a daughter, she may live.”


But Pharaoh charged all his people saying, “You are to cast every son that is born into the river, but let every daughter live.”


All a poor man’s relatives despise him— how much more his friends avoid him. He pursues them with words, but they are not there.


A poor man who oppresses the weak is like pounding rain without food.


When the righteous thrive, people rejoice. When the wicked rule, people groan.


I have also seen under the sun: In the place of justice there was wickedness, and in the place of righteousness there was wickedness.


Though the profit of the land is taken by all, a king is served by the fields.


For extortion drives a wise man crazy, and a bribe corrupts the heart.


I have seen all this while applying my mind to everything done under the sun: sometimes one person dominates another person to his own harm.


For the vineyard of Adonai-Tzva’ot is the house of Israel, and the people of Judah the planting of His delight. He looked for justice, but behold, bloodshed, for righteousness, but behold, a cry!


Then I will put it into the hand of your tormentors, who said to you, ‘Lie down, so we may walk over you.’ You have made your back like the ground and like a street for passersby.


Their feet run after evil. They rush to shed innocent blood. Their thoughts are thoughts of iniquity. Violence and ruin are on their highways.


No one will break bread for them in mourning, to give comfort for the dead. Nor will anyone offer a cup of consolation to drink for anyone’s father or for his mother.


Over these things I weep. My eyes overflow with water. For far from me is a comforter, who might refresh my soul. My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.”


Zion spreads out her hands— there is no one to comfort her. Adonai has decreed against Jacob. Those surrounding him have become his foes; Jerusalem has become niddah in their eyes.


Bitterly she weeps in the night, her tears are on her cheeks. Among all her lovers, there is no one to comfort her. All her friends have betrayed her. They have become her enemies!


Her uncleanness was in her skirts. She did not consider her future. Her demise was astonishing, there was no one to comfort her. “Adonai, see my affliction, for the enemy has triumphed!”


They do not know how to be honest, —declares Adonai— those who are saving up violence and destruction in their citadels.


Proclaim on the citadels in Ashdod and the citadels in the land of Egypt: “Assemble on Samaria’s mountains: Behold the great tumult within it, even the oppression within it.”


Secondly, you do this: Tears cover the altar of Adonai— you are weeping and groaning because He no longer accepts the offering or receives it favorably from your hand.


Then you will return and distinguish between the righteous and the wicked, between one who serves God and one who does not serve Him.”


“Then I will draw near to you in judgment, and I will be a swift witness against sorcerers, adulterers, perjurers those who extort a worker’s wage, or oppress the widow or an orphan, those who mislead a stranger. They do not fear Me,” says Adonai-Tzva’ot.


But all this has happened so that the writings of the prophets would be fulfilled.” Then all the disciples fled, abandoning Him.


A people you do not know will eat up the produce of your soil and all your labor, and you will be only oppressed and crushed all the time.


you will serve your enemies, whom Adonai will send against you, in hunger and thirst, in nakedness and lacking everything; and He will put an iron yoke on your neck until He has destroyed you.


Behold, the wages of the workers who mowed your fields—which you kept back by fraud—are crying out against you. And the cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord of Hosts.


So Bnei-Yisrael cried out to Adonai, for he had 900 iron chariots, and had harshly oppressed Bnei-Yisrael for 20 years.


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