Isaiah 15:6

For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the grass is withered away, the tender grass faileth, there is no green thing.

For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the grass is withered away, the tender grass faileth, there is no green thing.

The waters of Nimrim will become dry: for the grass is burned up, the young grass is coming to an end, every green thing is dead.

For the waters of Nemrim shall be desolate, for the grass is withered away, the spring is faded, all the greenness is perished.

For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate: for the grass is withered away, the tender grass faileth, there is no green thing.

The waters of Nimrim have all dried up. The grass is withered, all the vegetation has disappeared—nothing green is left.

For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.

For the waters of Nimrim shall be dried vp: therefore the grasse is withered, the herbes consumed, and there was no greene herbe.

For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate: for the hay is withered away, the grass faileth, there is no green thing.

For the waters of Nimrim are desolations, || For the hay has been withered, || The tender grass has been finished, || There has not been a green thing.

For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate: for the hay is withered away, the grass faileth, there is no green thing.

Even the waters of Nimrim are dried up!<br>The grassy banks are scorched.<br>The tender plants are gone;<br>nothing green remains.<br>

For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate: for the herb is withered away, the grass faileth, there is no green thing.

For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.

For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.

For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.

For, the waters of Nimrim are desolations, For, withered hath been the hay, Finished hath been the tender grass, A green thing there hath not been.