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Jeremiah 14:2 - Tree of Life Version

2 Judah will mourn, and her gates languish. They will bow in black to the ground And Jerusalem’s wail will go up.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 Judah mourneth, and the gates thereof languish; they are black unto the ground; and the cry of Jerusalem is gone up.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 Judah mourns and her gates languish; [her people] sit in black [mourning garb] upon the ground, and the cry of Jerusalem goes up.

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 Judah mourneth, and the gates thereof languish, they sit in black upon the ground; and the cry of Jerusalem is gone up.

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Common English Bible

2 Judah mourns; her gates wither away. The people fall to the ground in sorrow, as sobs of Jerusalem ascend.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 "Judea has mourned. And its gates have fallen and become hard to discern on the ground. And the outcry of Jerusalem has ascended.

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Jeremiah 14:2
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They caused the cry of the poor to come before Him, so that He hears the cry of the afflicted.


Our oxen bear a heavy load. There is no breach, no going into captivity, no outcry in our streets.


God heard their sobbing and remembered His covenant with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.


My heart cries out for Moab. Her fugitives are as far as Zoar as a three year old heifer, for by the ascent of Luhith they go up with weeping, for on the way of Horonaim they raise a cry of distress.


In the streets is an outcry for wine; all joy becomes dark as evening; the mirth of the land is banished.


The land faints and fades away, The world wilts and fades away, The exalted people of the earth wilt.


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


Her gates will lament and mourn. Desolate, she will sit on the ground.


The land mourns and languishes; Lebanon is shamed and withers; Sharon is like a wilderness; Bashan and Carmel are shaken bare.


For the vineyard of Adonai-Tzva’ot is the house of Israel, and the people of Judah the planting of His delight. He looked for justice, but behold, bloodshed, for righteousness, but behold, a cry!


Therefore thus says Adonai. “I will soon bring a disaster on them that they will not be able to escape. They will cry out to Me, yet I will not listen to them.


They made it a wasteland. It mourns before Me, desolate. The whole land will be laid waste, because no one takes it to heart.”


How long will the land mourn and the grass of all the field wither? Because those living in it are evil, beasts and birds are swept away. For they said, “He cannot see our end.”


Let a cry be heard from their houses when suddenly You bring a troop on them. For they dug a pit to capture me, and hid snares for my feet.


Therefore, the earth will mourn and the heavens above grow black. For I have spoken, I have purposed, nor will I relent, nor turn from it.


Nations have heard of your shame, and your outcry fills the earth. For warrior stumbles over warrior— both fall down together.”


“Because of the brokenness of the daughter of my people, I am brokenhearted. I mourn—desolation grips me.


Adonai resolved to destroy the wall of the daughter of Zion. He stretched out a measuring line. He did not withdraw His hand from destroying. He caused rampart and wall to lament— together they languished away.


Her gates sank into the ground. Her bars He destroyed and shattered. Her king and princes are among nations. There is no more Torah. Also her prophets find no vision from Adonai.


Our skin is hot as an oven due to fever from famine.


Therefore the land will mourn, and everyone dwelling in it will languish along with the beasts of the field and the flying creatures of the sky— even the fish of the sea will be removed.


The field is ruined, the land grieves, for the grain has been devastated, new wine is dried up, oil languishes.


Be ashamed, O ploughmen; wail, O vinedressers, over wheat and over barley, for the harvest of the field is lost.


Consecrate a fast. Proclaim a solemn assembly. Gather elders and all living in the land to the House of Adonai your God, and cry to Adonai.


Before them peoples are in anguish. All faces become ashen gray.


For I have called for drought on the land, the hills and the grain, on the new wine, the oil, on what the ground brings forth, on mankind and beast, as well as all labor of hands.”


It came about that just as He called and they did not listen, so they would call and I would not listen,” says Adonai-Tzva’ot.


The people who did not die were afflicted with tumors, so that the outcry of the city went up to heaven.


“Tomorrow about this time, I will send you a man from the land of Benjamin, and you will anoint him ruler over My people Israel. He will deliver My people from the hand of the Philistines. I have observed My people, because their cry has come to Me.”


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