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Hosea 13:15 - Tree of Life Version

15 Because he is the son of kinsmen, he should have been fruitful. An east wind will come— the wind from Adonai, coming up from the wilderness. His spring will become dry, and his fountain will dry up. He will plunder the treasury of every precious vessel.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 Though he be fruitful among his brethren, an east wind shall come, the wind of the LORD shall come up from the wilderness, and his spring shall become dry, and his fountain shall be dried up: he shall spoil the treasure of all pleasant vessels.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 For though among his brethren [his fellow tribes] he may be fruitful, an east wind [Assyria] will come, the breath of the Lord rising from the desert; and Ephraim's spring shall become dry and his fountain be dried up. [Assyria] shall plunder his treasury of every precious vessel.

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American Standard Version (1901)

15 Though he be fruitful among his brethren, an east wind shall come, the breath of Jehovah coming up from the wilderness; and his spring shall become dry, and his fountain shall be dried up: he shall make spoil of the treasure of all goodly vessels.

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Common English Bible

15 Although he may flourish among rushes, the east wind will come— the breath of God rising from the wilderness; and his spring will dry up; his fountain will be dried up. It will strip his household of every cherished possession.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

15 For he will make a division among brothers. The Lord will bring a burning wind, rising up from the desert, and it will dry up his streams, and it will make his fountain desolate, and he will tear apart every collection of desirable useful things.

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Hosea 13:15
27 Tagairtí Cros  

Then suddenly, there were seven ears of corn, dried up, thin, and scorched by the east wind, sprouting up after them.


And the second he named Ephraim, “because God has made me fruitful in the land of my oppression.”


Then behold, there were seven ears of corn, thin and scorched by the east wind, sprouting up after them.


But his father refused and said, “I know, my son, I know. He also will become a people, and he also will become great. But his younger brother will become greater than he and his seed will be the fullness of the nations.”


A fruitful son is Joseph, a fruitful son beside a spring— daughters walk along a wall.


Below his roots dry up, and above his branches wither.


The wicked are not so. For they are like chaff that the wind blows away.


Let his posterity be cut off, and his name be blotted out in the next generation.


Prepare slaughter for his children for the iniquity of their fathers, so they would not rise up and possess the land, or fill the face of the earth with cities.


The nations will rush in like the rumbling of many waters, but He will rebuke them so they will flee far away, chased like chaff on the hills before the wind, like whirling dust before the storm.


You contended with her by banishing her, by driving her away. With His fierce wind He expelled them on the day of the east wind.


You will winnow them, and a wind will carry them away, a storm-wind will scatter them. But you will rejoice in Adonai. You will glory in the Holy One of Israel.


“Moreover I will give away all the wealth of this city, and all its produce and its precious things, even all the treasures of the kings of Judah I will give over to the hand of their enemies, who will plunder them, take them away, and bring them to Babylon.


At that time it will be said to this people and to Jerusalem, “A scorching wind from the barren hills in the wilderness blows toward My people, but not to winnow or to sift—


a wind too strong for these things will come from Me. Now even I will pronounce judgments against them.”


Thus says Adonai: “Look! Stirring up against Babylon and those living in Leb-kamai, a spirit of destruction.


Therefore thus says Adonai: “Yes, I will uphold your cause and take vengeance for you. I will dry up her sea, and make her fountain dry.


Behold, though planted, will it thrive? Will it not completely wither when the east wind strikes it? In the beds where it grew it will wither.”


But it was uprooted in fury. It was cast down to the ground. The east wind dried up its fruit. Its strong branches were broken off and dried up—fire consumed it.


He will also carry off their gods into captivity to Egypt, along with their metal images and their precious articles of silver and gold. For a few years he will stay away from the king of the north.


A luxuriant vine is Israel, who produces fruit for himself. Like the abundance of his fruit he has multiplied his altars. Like the goodness of his land, they made beautiful sacred pillars.


Say you to your brothers, ‘Ammi’ and to your sisters, ‘Ruhamah’.


A wind will wrap her up in its wings. They will be ashamed of their sacrifices.


Ephraim’s glory flies away like a bird— no birth, no pregnancy, no conception!


When the sun rose, God prepared a scorching east wind, and the sun beat down on Jonah’s head so that he became faint. So he implored that his soul would die, saying, “My death would be better than my life!”


Nineveh was like a pool of water for days—now they are fleeing. Stop, stop! Yet no one turns back.


The firstborn ox—majesty is his. His horns are the horns of the wild ox. With them he gores peoples, all at once, to the ends of the earth. They are the myriads of Ephraim, they are the thousands of Manasseh.’


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