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Isaiah 5:28 - Tree of Life Version

28 Their arrows are sharp and all their bows bent; their horse hooves will be like flint and their wheels like a whirlwind.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

28 whose arrows are sharp, and all their bows bent, their horses' hoofs shall be counted like flint, and their wheels like a whirlwind:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

28 Their arrows are sharp, and all their bows bent; their horses' hoofs seem like flint, and their wheels like a whirlwind.

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American Standard Version (1901)

28 whose arrows are sharp, and all their bows bent; their horses’ hoofs shall be accounted as flint, and their wheels as a whirlwind:

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Common English Bible

28 their arrows are sharp; all their bows drawn; their horses’ hooves are like flint; their wheels like the whirlwind.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

28 Their arrows are sharp, and all their bows are taut. The hoofs of their horses are like flint, and their wheels are like the force of a tempest.

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Isaiah 5:28
17 Tagairtí Cros  

sharp arrows of the mighty, with burning coals of a broom tree!


In your majesty ride victoriously, on behalf of truth, meekness and justice. Let your right hand display awesome things.


Their bows will cut down the young men, with no pity on the fruit of the womb, nor will their eye spare children.


The burden of the desert by the sea: As windstorms sweep over the South, so it comes from the desert, a terrifying land.


For behold, Adonai will come in fire, and His chariots like the whirlwind, to render His anger with fury, and His rebuke with flames of fire.


See, he comes up like clouds, and his chariots like whirlwinds. His horses are swifter than eagles— “Oy ! We are ruined!”


The noise— the stomping hooves of his stallions, the rumbling of his chariots, the reverberation of his wheels! Fathers will not turn back for their children because of their limp hands.


Their quiver is an open grave. They are all mighty warriors.


With the hoofs of his horses he will trample all your streets. He will kill your people with the sword. The pillars of your strength will come down to the ground.


you will come up, you will come like a storm, you will be like a cloud covering the land—you and all your troops and many peoples with you.’”


“Now at the time of the end the king of the south will attack him, and the king of the north will storm out against him with chariots, horsemen and many ships. He will invade lands and pass through them like an overflowing river.


Arise and tread, Daughter of Zion, for I will make your horn iron, and I will make your hooves bronze. You will thresh many peoples. I will devote their unjust gain to Adonai, their wealth to the Lord of all the earth.


crack of whip, rattling of wheels, horse galloping, chariot jolting,


Then the horses’ hooves beat from the dashing, the dashing of his mighty steeds.


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