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Hosea 9:2 - Tree of Life Version

2 Threshing-floor and wine-press will not sustain them, and new wine will fail her.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 The floor and the winepress shall not feed them, and the new wine shall fail in her.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 The threshing floor and the winevat shall not feed them, and the new wine shall fail them.

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 The threshing-floor and the winepress shall not feed them, and the new wine shall fail her.

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Common English Bible

2 Threshing floor and wine vat won’t feed them; the new wine will fail them.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 The threshing floor and the oil press will not feed them, and the wine will deceive them.

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Hosea 9:2
12 Tagairtí Cros  

When they came to the threshing floor of the bramble on the other side of the Jordan, they mourned there—a very great and solemn lamentation. He observed seven days of mourning for his father.


Therefore I will return and take back My grain in its season, and My new wine at its appointed time, and I will snatch away My wool and My linen for covering her nakedness.


So now I will uncover her lewdness to the eyes of her lovers, and no one will rescue her from My hand.


Then she will chase after her lovers, but she will not overtake them. She will seek them, but not find. Then she will say: ‘Let me go and return to my first husband, for was it better for me then, than now.’


Therefore, because you trample on the poor, exacting from him a burden of grain, you built houses of hewn stone, but will not dwell in them, you planted pleasant vineyards, but will not drink their wine.


“You have looked for much, but indeed, there is little. What you have brought home, I have blown away. Why is this?”—it is a declaration of Adonai-Tzva’ot—“because My House lies in ruins, while you are running, each to his own house.


how were things? When one came to a grain-heap of twenty measures, there were ten; when one came to the wine vat to draw fifty measures, there were twenty.


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