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Jeremiah 47:3 - Y'all Version Bible

3 At the noise of the stamping of the hoofs of his strong ones, at the rushing of his chariots, at the rumbling of his wheels, the fathers don’t look back for their children because their hands are so feeble,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 At the noise of the stamping of the hoofs of his strong horses, at the rushing of his chariots, and at the rumbling of his wheels, the fathers shall not look back to their children for feebleness of hands;

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 At the noise of the stamping of the hoofs of [the Chaldean king's] war-horses, at the rattling of his chariots, and at the rumbling of his wheels, the fathers do not look back to their children, so feeble are their hands [with terror]

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 At the noise of the stamping of the hoofs of his strong ones, at the rushing of his chariots, at the rumbling of his wheels, the fathers look not back to their children for feebleness of hands;

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Common English Bible

3 At the pounding of the stallions’ hooves, at the deafening roar of the chariots’ wheels, parents abandon children, so paralyzed are they with fear.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 before the uproar of a procession of weapons and of his soldiers, before the commotion of his four-horse chariots and the multitude of his wheels. The fathers have not looked back for the sons, because of feebleness of hands,

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 At the noise of the marching of arms and of his soldiers, at the rushing of his chariots and the multitude of his wheels. The fathers have not looked back to the children, for feebleness of hands,

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Jeremiah 47:3
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whose arrows are sharp, and all their bows bent. Their horses’ hoofs will be like flint, and their wheels like a whirlwind.


Y’all charge, calvary! Y’all rage, chariots! Let the mighty men go out: Cush and Put, who handle the shield; and the Ludim, who handle and bend the bow.


They take up bow and spear. They are cruel, and have no mercy. Their voice roars like the sea. They ride on horses, everyone set in array, as a man to the battle, against you, daughter of Babylon.


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.”


They will come against you with weapons, chariots, and wagons, and with a company of peoples. They will set themselves against you with buckler, shield, and helmet all around. I will commit the judgment to them, and they will judge you according to their judgments.


The chariots rage in the streets. They rush back and forth in the wide ways. Their appearance is like torches. They run like the lightnings.


But Nineveh has been from of old like a pool of water, yet they flee away. “Y’all stop! Y’all stop!” they cry, but no one turns back.


They had breastplates like breastplates of iron, and the sound of their wings was like the sound of many chariots and horses rushing into war.


Then the horse hoofs stamped because of the prancing, the prancing of their strong ones.


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