Verse 7
Ezekiel 19:7
Literal Standard Version
7
And he knows his forsaken habitations, || And he has laid waste to their cities, || And the land and its fullness is desolate, || Because of the voice of his roaring.
Original Language Text
hebrew
וַ/יֵּ֨דַע֙ אַלְמְנוֹתָ֔י/ו וְ/עָרֵי/הֶ֖ם הֶחֱרִ֑יב וַ/תֵּ֤שַׁם אֶ֨רֶץ֙ וּ/מְלֹאָ֔/הּ מִ/קּ֖וֹל שַׁאֲגָתֽ/וֹ
English Translation
And he knew about their widows and their cities that were destroyed, and the land was filled with the sound of their shouting.
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Chapter 19 Context
1
“And you, lift up a lamentation to princes of Israel,
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and you have said: What is your mother? A lioness, || She has crouched down among lions, || She has...
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And she brings up one of her whelps, || He has been a young lion, || And he learns to tear prey, ||...
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And nations hear of him, || He has been caught in their pit, || And they bring him to the land of Eg...
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And as she waited she sees that her hope has perished, || And she takes one of her whelps, || She ha...
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And he goes up and down in the midst of lions, || He has been a young lion, || And he learns to tear...
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And he knows his forsaken habitations, || And he has laid waste to their cities, || And the land and...
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And surrounding nations set against him from the provinces. And they spread out their net for him, |...
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And they put him in prison—in chains, || And they bring him to the king of Babylon, || They bring hi...
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Your mother, like the vine in your blood, || Is being planted by waters, || She was bearing fruit an...
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And she has strong rods for scepters of rulers, || And she is high in stature above—between thick br...
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And she is plucked up in fury, || She has been cast to the earth, || And the east wind has dried up...
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And now she is planted in a wilderness, || In a dry and thirsty land.
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And fire goes forth from a rod of her boughs, || It has devoured her fruit, || And she has no rod of...
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