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Jeremiah 13:21 - Y'all Version Bible

21 What will you say when ʜᴇ appoints friends you have trained as leaders over you? Won’t sorrows take hold of you, as of a woman in labor?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

21 What wilt thou say when he shall punish thee? for thou hast taught them to be captains, and as chief over thee: shall not sorrows take thee, as a woman in travail?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

21 What will you say [O Jerusalem] when He [the Lord] sets over you as head those [tyrannical foreign nations] whom you yourselves [at intervals] have taught to be lovers (allies) with you [instructing them, even your friends, to be head over you]? Will not pangs take hold of you like that of a woman in travail?

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American Standard Version (1901)

21 What wilt thou say, when he shall set over thee as head those whom thou hast thyself taught to be friends to thee? shall not sorrows take hold of thee, as of a woman in travail?

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Common English Bible

21 What will you say when he appoints someone as head over you: your defenders, your trusted allies? Won’t pain grip you like that of a woman in labor?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

21 What will you say when he visits upon you? For you have taught them against you, and you have instructed them with your own head. Will not pains take hold of you, as with a woman in labor?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

21 What wilt thou say when he shall visit thee? For thou hast taught them against thee and instructed them against thy own head. Shall not sorrows lay hold on thee, as a woman in labour?

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Jeremiah 13:21
17 Tagairtí Cros  

So Ahaz sent messengers to Tiglath Pileser king of Assyria, saying, “I am your servant and your son. Come up and save me out of the hand of the king of Syria and out of the hand of the king of Israel, who rise up against me.”


What will y’all do on the day of visitation, and in the desolation that comes from afar? To whom will y’all flee for help? Where will y’all leave y’all’s wealth?


They will be dismayed. Pangs and sorrows will seize them. They will be in pain like a woman in labor. They will look in amazement one at another. Their faces will be faces of flame.


Therefore my thighs are filled with anguish. Pains have seized me, like the pains of a woman in labor. I am in so much pain that I can’t hear. I am so dismayed that I can’t see.


“Keep your feet from being bare, and your throat from thirst. But you said, ‘It is in vain. No, for I have loved strangers, and I will go after them.’


Inhabitant of Lebanon, who makes your nest in the cedars, how greatly to be pitied you will be when pangs come on you, the pain as of a woman in travail!


Y’all should ask and consider: Can a male be in childbirth? Then why do I see every strong man with his hands on his stomach, like a woman in childbirth? Why have all their faces turned pale?


‘Look! All the women who are left in the king of Judah’s house will be brought out to the king of Babylon’s princes, and those women will say, “Your trusted friends misled you, and have overcome you. Your feet have sunk in the mud, they have turned away from you.”


You, when you are made desolate, what will you do? Though you clothe yourself with scarlet, though you deck yourself with ornaments of gold, though you enlarge your eyes with makeup, you make yourself beautiful in vain. Your lovers despise you. They seek your life.


For I have heard a voice as of a woman in travail, the anguish as of her who gives birth to her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, who gasps for breath, who spreads her hands, saying, “Woe is me now! For my soul faints before the murderers.”


Kerioth is taken, and the strongholds are seized. The heart of the mighty men of Moab at that day will be as the heart of a woman in her pangs.


The prophets prophesy falsely, and the priests rule by their own authority; and my people love to have it so. What will y’all do at the end of it?


We have heard its report. Our hands become feeble. Anguish has taken hold of us, and pains as of a woman in labor.


Will you yet say before him who kills you, ‘I am God’? But you are man, and not God, in the hand of him who wounds you.


But all these things are the beginning of birth pains.


While people are saying, “Peace and safety,” destruction will come on them suddenly, like birth pains on a pregnant woman, and then there will be no escape.


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