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Joel 1:5 - Y'all Version Bible

5 Y’all wake up, drunkards, and weep! Y’all wail, all drinkers of wine, because the sweet wine is cut off from y’all’s mouth.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 Awake, ye drunkards, and weep; and howl, all ye drinkers of wine, because of the new wine; for it is cut off from your mouth.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 Awake, you drunkards, and weep; wail, all you drinkers of wine, because of the [fresh] sweet juice [of the grape], for it is cut off and removed from your mouth.

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 Awake, ye drunkards, and weep; and wail, all ye drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; for it is cut off from your mouth.

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Common English Bible

5 Wake up, you who drink too much, and weep. Scream over the sweet wine, all you wine drinkers, because it is snatched from your mouth;

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 Rouse yourselves, you drunkards, and weep and wail, all you who delight in drinking wine; for it has been cut off from your mouth.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 Awake, ye that are drunk, and weep, and mourn all ye that take delight in drinking sweet wine: for it is cut off from your mouth.

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Joel 1:5
13 Tagairtí Cros  

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.


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


Be confounded, you farmers! Wail, you vineyard keepers, for the wheat and for the barley; for the harvest of the field has perished.


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.


and have cast lots for my people, and have given a boy for a prostitute, and sold a girl for wine, that they may drink.


“There was a rich man who dressed in purple and fine linen, happily living in luxury every day.


Come now, wealthy ones, y’all should weep and howl for the miseries that are coming upon y’all.


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