From 08406a26422fa333c490829fb764772f603c8cc0 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Henry Whitney Date: Fri, 8 Mar 2019 13:14:47 -0500 Subject: [PATCH] Last commit from PDF for Lamentations --- 25-LAM.usfm | 10 +++++----- 1 file changed, 5 insertions(+), 5 deletions(-) diff --git a/25-LAM.usfm b/25-LAM.usfm index 6c29b67b..3aa428f5 100644 --- a/25-LAM.usfm +++ b/25-LAM.usfm @@ -435,7 +435,7 @@ \v 4 The tongue of the nursing baby sticks to the roof of his mouth by thirst; \q the children ask for food, but there is none for them. \q -\v 5 Those who used to feast on the finest food are now desolate in the streets. +\v 5 Those who used to eat delicacies are now desolate in the streets. \q Those who were brought up wearing scarlet clothing now lie on piles of ashes. \s5 @@ -471,7 +471,7 @@ \q \v 12 The kings of the earth did not believe, \q nor did any of the inhabitants of the world believe, -\q that enemies or opponents could enter the gates of Jerusalem. +\q that adversary or enemy could enter the gates of Jerusalem. \q \v 13 This happened because of the sins of her prophets and the iniquities of her priests \q who have shed the blood of the righteous in her midst. @@ -479,7 +479,7 @@ \s5 \q \v 14 They wandered, blind, through the streets. -\q They were so defiled by that blood that no one was allowed to touch their clothes. +\q They were so defiled by that blood that no one could touch their clothes. \q \v 15 "Away! Unclean!" people cried at them. "Away! Away! Do not touch!" \q So they wandered about; people said among the nations, "They can stay here no longer." @@ -518,7 +518,7 @@ \q \v 22 Daughter of Zion, your punishment will come to an end; \q he will not extend your exile. -\q But daughter of Edom, he will punish; +\q But daughter of Edom, he will punish your iniquity; \q he will uncover your sins. \s5 @@ -531,7 +531,7 @@ \v 2 Our inheritance has been turned over to strangers; \q our houses to foreigners. \q -\v 3 We have become orphans, the fatherless, +\v 3 We have become orphans, without a father, \q and our mothers are like widows. \q \v 4 We must pay silver for the water we drink,