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Jeremiah 30:5 - Y'all Version Bible

5 For YHWH says: “We have heard a cries of terror— fear, not prosperity.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 For thus saith the LORD; We have heard a voice of trembling, of fear, and not of peace.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 Thus says the Lord: We have heard a voice of trembling and panic–of terror, and not peace.

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 For thus saith Jehovah: We have heard a voice of trembling, of fear, and not of peace.

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Common English Bible

5 The LORD proclaims: I hear screams of panic and terror; no one is safe.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 For thus says the Lord: 'We have heard a voice of terror. There is dread, and there is no peace.'

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Jeremiah 30:5
22 Tagairtí Cros  

They will roar against them in that day like the roaring of the sea. If one looks to the land, there is only darkness and distress. The light is darkened in its clouds.


We all roar like bears and moan-moan like doves. We look for justice, but there is none, for salvation, but it is far off from us.


Destroyers have come on all the bare heights in the wilderness; for the sword of YHWH devours from the one end of the land even to the other end of the land. No flesh has peace.


A voice of the cry of the shepherds, and the wailing of the leader of the flock, for YHWH destroys their pasture.


These are the words that YHWH spoke concerning Israel and concerning Judah.


Why have I seen it? They are terrified and are retreating. Their warriors are beaten down, have fled in haste, and don’t look back. Terror is on every side,” says YHWH.


This is what YHWH says, “Look, a people comes from the north country. A great nation will be stirred up from the uttermost parts of the earth.


Daughter of my people, clothe yourself with sackcloth, and wallow in ashes! Mourn, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation, for the destroyer will suddenly come on us.


The snorting of his horses is heard from Dan. The whole land trembles at the sound of the neighing of his strong ones; for they have come, and have devoured the land and all that is in it, the city and those who dwell therein.”


Listen! The voice of the cry of the daughter of my people from a land that is very far off: “Isn’t YHWH in Zion? Isn’t her King in her?” “Why have they provoked me to anger with their engraved images, and with foreign idols?”


For a voice of wailing is heard out of Zion, ‘How we are ruined! We are greatly ashamed because we have forsaken the land, because they have cast down our dwellings.’”


I will turn y’all’s feasts into mourning, and all y’all’s songs into lamentation. I will make everyone wear sackcloth on their bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and its end like a bitter day.


Yes, they scoff at kings, and princes are a derision to them. They laugh at every stronghold, for they build up an earthen ramp and take it.


Look! I am raising up the Chaldeans, that bitter and hasty nation. They march through the width of the earth, to possess dwelling places that are not theirs.


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