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Isaiah 32:12 - Tree of Life Version

12 Beat your breasts lamenting for pleasant fields, for 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.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

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

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

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

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Catholic Public Domain Version

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

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Isaiah 32:12
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Behold, Adonai makes the land empty and makes it waste, twists its face, and scatters its inhabitants.


The new wine fails, the vine wilts, all the merry-hearted sigh.


for the land of my people, where thorns and briars come up, for all the joyful houses of the jubilant city.


My eyes are filled with tears. My stomach is in torment. My heart is poured out on the ground over the destruction of the daughter of my people— as young children and infants languish in the city squares.


Yet I also lifted My hand to 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 splendor of all lands.


On that day I lifted up My hand to them, to bring them out of the land of Egypt into a land that I had sought out for them, flowing with milk and honey, the splendor of all lands.


He has turned my vine to waste and my fig tree to splinters. He has stripped off all the bark and flung it down— its branches are left white.


The river gates will be opened, and the palace will melt away.


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