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Micah 3:3 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 Who have eaten the flesh of my people, and have flayed their skin from off them: and have broken, and chopped their bones as for the kettle, and as flesh in the midst of the pot.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 who also eat the flesh of my people, and flay their skin from off them; and they break their bones, and chop them in pieces, as for the pot, and as flesh within the caldron.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 Yes, you who eat the flesh of my people and strip their skin from off them, who break their bones and chop them in pieces as for the pot, like meat in a big kettle.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 who also eat the flesh of my people, and flay their skin from off them, and break their bones, and chop them in pieces, as for the pot, and as flesh within the caldron.

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Common English Bible

3 who devour the flesh of my people, tear off their skin, break their bones in pieces, and spread them out as if in a pot, like meat in a kettle.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 They have devoured the flesh of my people, and have stripped their skin from over them, and they have shattered and chopped their bones, as if for the kettle, and like flesh in the middle of the pot.

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English Standard Version 2016

3 who eat the flesh of my people, and flay their skin from off them, and break their bones in pieces and chop them up like meat in a pot, like flesh in a cauldron.

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Micah 3:3
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In his sight the malignant is brought to nothing: but he glorifieth them that fear the Lord. He that sweareth to his neighbour, and deceiveth not;


Hear, O Lord, the voice of my supplication, when I pray to thee; when I lift up my hands to thy holy temple.


A generation, that for teeth hath swords, and grindeth with their jaw teeth, to devour the needy from off the earth, and the poor from among men.


The Lord will enter into judgment with the ancients of his people and its princes. For you have devoured the vineyard: and the spoil of the poor is in your house.


Why do you consume my people, and grind the faces of the poor? Saith the Lord, the God of hosts.


Saying: Were not houses lately built? This city is the caldron, and we the flesh.


Heap together into if the pieces thereof, every good piece, the thigh and the shoulder, choice pieces and full of bones.


Hear this, you that crush the poor, and make the needy of the land to fail,


But my people, on the contrary, are risen up as an enemy: you have taken away the cloak off from the coat: and them that passed harmless you have turned to war.


Her princes are in the midst of her as roaring lions: her judges are evening wolves, they left nothing for the morning.


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