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2 Peter 2:17 - Y'all Version Bible

17 These people are wells without water and mists driven by a storm, for whom the blackness of darkness has been reserved.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 These are wells without water, clouds that are carried with a tempest; to whom the mist of darkness is reserved for ever.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 These are springs without water and mists driven along before a tempest, for whom is reserved forever the gloom of darkness.

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 These are springs without water, and mists driven by a storm; for whom the blackness of darkness hath been reserved.

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Common English Bible

17 These false teachers are springs without water, mists driven by the wind. The underworld has been reserved for them.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 These ones are like fountains without water, and like clouds stirred up by whirlwinds. For them, the mist of darkness is reserved.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

17 These are fountains without water, and clouds tossed with whirlwinds, to whom the mist of darkness is reserved.

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2 Peter 2:17
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Their nobles send their little servants for waters. They come to the cisterns, and find no water. They return with their vessels empty. They are disappointed and confounded, and cover their heads.


“What am I going do with you, Ephraim,? What am I going do with you, Judah? For y’all’s love is like a morning cloud, and like the dew that disappears early.


Then the king said to the deacons, ‘Y’all bind him hand and foot, take him away, and throw him into the outer darkness. That is where the weeping and grinding of teeth will be.’


Y’all throw the worthless servant into the outer darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.’


but the children of the empire will be thrown out into the outer darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.”


that we may no longer be children, tossed back and forth and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the trickery of humans, in craftiness in deceitful scheming.


For y’all have not come to something that can be touched, a blazing fire with darkness, gloom, and storm,


For if God didn’t spare angels when they sinned, but threw them into Tartarus, and committed them to chains of darkness to be kept until judgment;


And the angels who didn’t keep their first domain, but deserted their own dwelling place, ʜᴇ has kept in everlasting bonds under darkness for the judgment of the great day.


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