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Jeremiah 4:8 - Y'all Version Bible

8 For this, y’all must put on sackcloth, and y’all are to lament and wail, for the fierce anger of YHWH has not turned away from us.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 For this gird you with sackcloth, lament and howl: for the fierce anger of the LORD is not turned back from us.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 For this, gird yourselves with sackcloth, lament and wail, for the fierce anger of the Lord has not turned back from us.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 For this gird you with sackcloth, lament and wail; for the fierce anger of Jehovah is not turned back from us.

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Common English Bible

8 So put on funeral clothing. Weep and wail, for the LORD’s fierce anger hasn’t turned away from us.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 Concerning this, wrap yourselves in haircloth, mourn and wail: 'For the wrath of the fury of the Lord has not been turned away from us.'

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 For this, gird yourselves with haircloth, lament and howl: for the fierce anger of the Lord is not turned away from us.

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Jeremiah 4:8
22 Tagairtí Cros  

Hᴇ threw on them the fierceness of ʜɪꜱ anger, wrath, indignation, and trouble, and a band of angels of evil.


Nothing will remain but to bow down with the prisoners, and fall among the slain. For all this ʜɪꜱ anger is not turned away, but ʜɪꜱ hand is still stretched out.


Wail y’all, for the day of YHWH is near! It will come as destruction from the Almighty.


In that day, the Lord, YHWH Almighty, called to weeping, to mourning, to baldness, and to dressing in sackcloth.


Tremble, y’all complacent wormen! Be troubled, y’all carefree ones! Y’all strip off your clothes, be naked, and put sackcloth on your waist.


Therefore YHWH’s anger burns against ʜɪꜱ people, and ʜᴇ has stretched out ʜɪꜱ hand against them and has struck them. The mountains tremble, and their dead bodies are as refuse in the middle of the streets. For all this, ʜɪꜱ anger is not turned away, but ʜɪꜱ hand is still stretched out.


The Syrians in front, and the Philistines behind; and they will devour Israel with open mouth. For all this, his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.


Therefore the Lord will not rejoice over their young men, neither will he have compassion on their fatherless and widows; for everyone is profane and an evildoer, and every mouth speaks folly. For all this his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.


Manasseh eating Ephraim and Ephraim eating Manasseh, and they together will be against Judah. For all this his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.


Wail, y’all shepherds, and cry, wallow in dust, y’all leaders of the flock. For the time of y’all’s slaughter have fully come, Y’all will fall and be scattered like precious vase.


The fierce anger of YHWH will not return until ʜᴇ has accomplished and performed the intentions of ʜɪꜱ heart. In the latter days y’all will understand this.”


Moab is disgraced, for it has been shattered. Wail and cry out! Y’all must announce by the Arnon that Moab has been destroyed.


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.


“Is it nothing to all y’all who pass by? Y’all look and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow, which is brought on me, with which YHWH has afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.


Cry and wail, son of humanity; for it is on my people. It is on all the princes of Israel. They are delivered over to the sword with my people. Therefore beat your thigh.


“Son of humanity, prophesy, and say, ‘Lord YHWH says: “Y’all are to wail, ‘Alas for the day!’


Y’all get dressed and mourn, priests! Y’all wail, ministers of the altar. Y’all come and lie all night in sackcloth, ministers of my God, for the meal offering and the drink offering are withheld from y’all’s God’s house.


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.


Shave your heads, and cut off your hair for the children of your delight. Enlarge your baldness like the vulture, for they have gone into captivity from you!


YHWH said to Moses, “Take all the chiefs of the people, and hang them up to YHWH before the sun, that the fierce anger of YHWH may turn away from Israel.”


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