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Jeremiah 24:2 - Y'all Version Bible

2 One basket had very good figs, like the figs that had ripened early, and the other basket had very bad figs, so bad they could not be eaten.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 One basket had very good figs, even like the figs that are first ripe: and the other basket had very naughty figs, which could not be eaten, they were so bad.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 One basket had very good figs, like the figs that are first ripe; but the other basket had very bad figs, so bad that they could not be eaten.

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 One basket had very good figs, like the figs that are first-ripe; and the other basket had very bad figs, which could not be eaten, they were so bad.

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Common English Bible

2 One basket was filled with fresh and ripe figs; the other basket was filled with rotten figs—too rotten to eat.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 One basket had exceedingly good figs, like the figs usually found early in the season, and the other basket had exceedingly bad figs, which could not be eaten because they were so bad.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 One basket had very good figs, like the figs of the first season: and the other basket had very bad figs, which could not be eaten, because they were bad.

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Jeremiah 24:2
11 Tagairtí Cros  

What more could have been done to my vineyard, that I have not done for it? Why, when I looked for it to yield grapes, did it make stink berries?


For the vineyard of YHWH Almighty is the house of Israel, and the people of Judah ʜɪꜱ delightful plant. Hᴇ looked for justice, but saw oppression, for righteousness, heard a cry of distress.


YHWH Almighty says: “Look, I will send the sword, famine, and pestilence on them, and I will make them like rotten figs that can’t be eaten, because they are so bad.


I found Israel like grapes in the wilderness. I saw y’all’s ancestors as the first fruit of the fig tree at its first season. But they came to Baal Peor, and consecrated themselves to the shameful thing, and became detestable like the thing they loved.


Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.


All your fortresses will be like fig trees with the first-ripe figs. If they are shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater.


The first-ripe fruits of all that is in their land, which they bring to YHWH belongs to you. Everyone who is clean in your house may eat of it.


“Y’all are the salt of the earth, but if the salt has lost its flavor, how can it be made salty again? It is good for nothing, except to be thrown out and trampled on by humans.


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