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Lamentations 3:11 - Tree of Life Version

11 He turned aside my paths and tore me to pieces. He has made me desolate.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

11 He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: He hath made me desolate.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

11 He has turned me off my ways and pulled me in pieces; He has made me desolate.

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American Standard Version (1901)

11 He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he hath made me desolate.

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Common English Bible

11 He took me from my path and tore me apart; he made me desolate.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

11 DALETH. He has subverted my paths, and he has broken me. He has placed me in desolation.

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Lamentations 3:11
20 Tagairtí Cros  

Surely now He has exhausted me; You have devastated my entire household.


So my spirit grows faint within me. My heart is shocked within me.


Now consider this, you who forget God. Or else I will tear you in pieces with no one to rescue you.


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


I have appointed over them four kinds” —it is a declaration of Adonai— “the sword to slay, the dogs to drag, the birds of the sky and the beasts of the earth to devour and to destroy.


And I will make this city a horror and a hissing—every one passing by will be stunned and hiss because of all her wounds.


So fields will be bought in this land, about which you are saying: ‘It will be a desolation, without man or beast; it is handed over to the Chaldeans.’


Therefore a lion from the forest will kill them. A desert wolf will ravage them. A leopard watches over their cities. Everyone who ventures out will be torn to pieces, For their rebellion is great, their backslidings frequent.


Be warned, O Jerusalem, lest I abandon you, lest I make you desolate— an uninhabited land.”


From on high He sent fire into my bones and it overcame them. He spread out a net for my feet; He turned me back. He made me desolate, faint all the day long.


He is a lurking bear to me, a lion in hiding.


“Thus he explained: ‘The fourth beast will be a fourth kingdom on earth that will be different from all the other kingdoms. It will devour the whole earth, and trample it and crush it.


Come, let us return to Adonai. For He has torn, but He will heal us. He has smitten, but He will bind us up.


May your hand be raised up against your adversaries, and may all your foes be cut off.


Look, your house is left to you desolate!


And they threw dust on their heads and were crying out, weeping and mourning, “Alas, alas, O great city— in her all who had ships at sea grew rich from her wealth! For in a single hour has she been ruined!


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