Catholic Public Domain Version
"I will desolate the mountains and the hills, and I will wither all their grass. And I will turn rivers into islands, and I will dry up the pools of water. "
— Isaiah 42:15, Catholic Public Domain Version
“I will make waste mountains and hills, and dry up all their herbs; and I will make the rivers islands, and I will dry up the pools.”
“I will lay waste mountains and hills, and dry up all their herbs; and I will make the rivers islands, and will dry up the pools. ”
“I will destroy mountains and hills, and dry up all their herbs. I will make the rivers islands, and will dry up the pools.”
“I will make the trees on the mountains and hills wither up; I will dry up all their vegetation. I will turn streams into islands, and dry up pools of water.”
“I will lay waste the mountains and hills, and will make all their grass to wither: and I will turn rivers into islands, and will dry up the standing pools.”
“I will make waste mountains and hills, drying up all their plants; and I will make rivers dry, and pools dry land.”
“I will make waste mountains and hills, and dry up all their herbs; and I will make the rivers islands, and I will dry up the pools.”
They will give glory to the Lord, and they will announce his praise to the islands.
The Lord will go forth like a strong man; like a man of battle, he will stir up zeal. He will shout and cry out. He will prevail against his enemies.
I have always been quiet; I have been silent; I have been patient. I will speak like a woman giving birth. I will destroy and consume, all at once.
I will desolate the mountains and the hills, and I will wither all their grass. And I will turn rivers into islands, and I will dry up the pools of water.
And I will lead the blind along a way which they do not know. And I will cause them to walk along paths with which they were unfamiliar. I will turn darkness into light before them, and crooked into straight. These things I have done for them. For I have not abandoned them.
They have been converted again. Let those who trust in graven idols be greatly confounded, for they say to a molten thing, “You are our god.”
You who are deaf, hear! You who are blind, turn your gaze and see!