Isaiah 24:7
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ESVEnglish Standard Version
The wine mourns,
the vine languishes,
all the merry-hearted sigh.
Copyright 2001 Crossway Bibles
NIVNew International Version (2011)
The new wine dries up and the vine withers;
all the merrymakers groan.
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CSBChristian Standard Bible
The new wine mourns;
the vine withers.
All the carousers now groan.
Copyright 2017 Holman Bible Publishers
NLTNew Living Translation
The grapevines waste away,
and there is no new wine.
All the merrymakers sigh and mourn.
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LEBThe Lexham English Bible
The new wine dries up;
the vine languishes.
All the merry of heart sigh;
Copyright 2012 Lexham Press
KJV 1900King James Version
The new wine mourneth, the vine languisheth,
All the merryhearted do sigh.
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