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Isaiah 40:15 - Tree of Life Version

15 Behold, the nations are like a drop from a bucket, and count as a speck of dust on the scales. Behold, the islands weigh as fine dust.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the small dust of the balance: behold, he taketh up the isles as a very little thing.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 Behold, the nations are like a drop from a bucket and are counted as small dust on the scales; behold, He takes up the isles like a very little thing.

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American Standard Version (1901)

15 Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are accounted as the small dust of the balance: behold, he taketh up the isles as a very little thing.

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Common English Bible

15 Look, the nations are like a drop in a bucket, and valued as dust on a scale. Look, God weighs the islands like fine dust.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

15 Behold, the nations are like a drop of water in a bucket, and they are considered as the smallest grain on a balance. Behold, the islands are like a little dust.

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Isaiah 40:15
17 Tagairtí Cros  

From these the coastlands of the nations spread out in their lands, each one according to his language, according to their families, into their nations.


Sons of Adam are a vapor, sons of man are an illusion. In balanced scales they go up— altogether they are less than a breath.


Trust in Him at all times, you people. Pour out your heart in His presence. God is our refuge. Selah


It will also come about in that day that my Lord will again redeem— a second time with His hand— the remnant of His people who remain from Assyria, from Egypt, from Pathros, from Cush, Elam, Shinar, Hamath, and from the islands of the sea.


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.


Stop trusting in mankind —whose breath is in his nose— for what is he really worth?


Yet the multitude of your foes will become like fine dust, and the multitude of the terrifying like chaff that passes away. It will happen in an instant, suddenly.


He sits above the circle of the earth— its inhabitants are like grasshoppers— He stretches out the skies like a curtain, spreads them out like a tent to dwell in.


The coastlands have seen and fear. The ends of the earth tremble. They draw near and come.


According to their deeds, so He will repay: wrath to His adversaries, retribution to His enemies. To the islands He will repay as due.


Then I will set up a sign among them, and I will send survivors from them to the nations, to Tarshish, Pul and Lud (who pull the bow), to Tubal and Javan, to distant islands that have not heard My fame or seen My glory. Then they will declare My glory among the nations.


But Adonai Elohim is truth. He is the living God and eternal King. At His wrath the earth quakes and the nations cannot endure His indignation.


Then he will turn his attention to the coastlands and capture many. But a commander will put an end to his insolence and pay him back for his insolence.


All the inhabitants of earth are counted as nothing. He does as He wills with the army of heaven and the inhabitants of the earth. No one can hold back His hand, or say to Him, ‘What have you done?’


Adonai will be fearsome against them. For all the gods of the earth He will make waste away. To Him will bow, each from its place, the islands of the nations.


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