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Ezekiel 21:16 - Tree of Life Version

16 It is given to be polished, to be seized. The sword is sharpened, polished, to be put into the hand of the slayer.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

16 Go thee one way or other, either on the right hand, or on the left, whithersoever thy face is set.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

16 Turn [O sword] and cut right or cut left, whichever way your lust for blood and your edge direct you.

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American Standard Version (1901)

16 Gather thee together, go to the right, set thyself in array, go to the left, whithersoever thy face is set.

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Common English Bible

16 Stab again and again! Plunge right, plunge left, wherever your edge goes.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

16 Be sharpened! Go to the right or to the left, whichever way is the desire of your face.

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Ezekiel 21:16
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Isn’t the whole land before you? Please separate yourself from me. If to the left, then I’ll go to the right, and if to the right, then I’ll go to the left.”


Or if I bring a sword on that land and say: ‘Let the sword go through the land,’ so that I cut off man and beast from it;


Your elder sister who lives to your left is Samaria, she and her daughters. Your younger sister who lives to your right is Sodom, with her daughters.


Sharpened to slaughter ruthlessly! Polished so it will flash like lightning! Or should we rejoice? It is the rod, My son—despising every tree!


Cry and wail, son of man! For it is against My people. It is against all the leaders of Israel. They are thrown over to the sword, along with My people. Therefore strike your thigh.


So that their hearts will melt and many will stumble and fall, I have set the point of the sword against all their gates. Alas! It is made for lightning, it is polished for slaughter.


All flesh will see that I, Adonai, have kindled it; it will not be extinguished.’”


I will send a plague to her and blood in her streets. The wounded will fall in her midst by the sword on every side. So they will know that I am Adonai.’


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