Zephaniah 1:10-11,16
Zephaniah 1:7-13 The Message (MSG)
“Quiet now! Reverent silence before me, GOD, the Master! Time’s up. My Judgment Day is near: The Holy Day is all set, the invited guests made holy. On the Holy Day, GOD’s Judgment Day, I will punish the leaders and the royal sons; I will punish those who dress up like foreign priests and priestesses, Who introduce pagan prayers and practices; And I’ll punish all who import pagan superstitions that turn holy places into hellholes. Judgment Day!” GOD’s Decree! “Cries of panic from the city’s Fish Gate, Cries of terror from the city’s Second Quarter, sounds of great crashing from the hills! Wail, you shopkeepers on Market Street! Moneymaking has had its day. The god Money is dead. On Judgment Day, I’ll search through every closet and alley in Jerusalem. I’ll find and punish those who are sitting it out, fat and lazy, amusing themselves and taking it easy, Who think, ‘GOD doesn’t do anything, good or bad. He isn’t involved, so neither are we.’ But just wait. They’ll lose everything they have, money and house and land. They’ll build a house and never move in. They’ll plant vineyards and never taste the wine.
Zephaniah 1:14-18 The Message (MSG)
“The Great Judgment Day of GOD is almost here. It’s countdown time: . . . seven, six, five, four . . . Bitter and noisy cries on my Judgment Day, even strong men screaming for help. Judgment Day is payday—my anger paid out: a day of distress and anguish, a day of catastrophic doom, a day of darkness at noon, a day of black storm clouds, a day of bloodcurdling war cries, as forts are assaulted, as defenses are smashed. I’ll make things so bad they won’t know what hit them. They’ll walk around groping like the blind. They’ve sinned against GOD! Their blood will be poured out like old dishwater, their guts shoveled into slop buckets. Don’t plan on buying your way out. Your money is worthless for this. This is the Day of GOD’s Judgment—my wrath! I care about sin with fiery passion— A fire to burn up the corrupted world, a wildfire finish to the corrupting people.”
Zephaniah 1:10-11 King James Version (KJV)
And it shall come to pass in that day, saith the LORD, that there shall be the noise of a cry from the fish gate, and an howling from the second, and a great crashing from the hills. Howl, ye inhabitants of Maktesh, for all the merchant people are cut down; all they that bear silver are cut off.
Zephaniah 1:16 King James Version (KJV)
a day of the trumpet and alarm against the fenced cities, and against the high towers.
Zephaniah 1:10-11 New American Standard Bible - NASB 1995 (NASB1995)
On that day,” declares the LORD, “There will be the sound of a cry from the Fish Gate, A wail from the Second Quarter, And a loud crash from the hills. Wail, O inhabitants of the Mortar, For all the people of Canaan will be silenced; All who weigh out silver will be cut off.
Zephaniah 1:16 New American Standard Bible - NASB 1995 (NASB1995)
A day of trumpet and battle cry Against the fortified cities And the high corner towers.
Zephaniah 1:10-11 New Century Version (NCV)
“On that day,” says the LORD, “a cry will be heard at the Fish Gate. A wail will come from the new area of the city, and a loud crash will echo from the hills. Cry, you people living in the market area, because all the merchants will be dead; all the silver traders will be gone.
Zephaniah 1:16 New Century Version (NCV)
a day of alarms and battle cries. ‘Attack the strong, walled cities! Attack the corner towers!’
Zephaniah 1:10-11 American Standard Version (ASV)
And in that day, saith Jehovah, there shall be the noise of a cry from the fish gate, and a wailing from the second quarter, and a great crashing from the hills. Wail, ye inhabitants of Maktesh; for all the people of Canaan are undone; all they that were laden with silver are cut off.
Zephaniah 1:16 American Standard Version (ASV)
a day of the trumpet and alarm, against the fortified cities, and against the high battlements.
Zephaniah 1:10-11 New International Version (NIV)
“On that day,” declares the LORD, “a cry will go up from the Fish Gate, wailing from the New Quarter, and a loud crash from the hills. Wail, you who live in the market district; all your merchants will be wiped out, all who trade with silver will be destroyed.
Zephaniah 1:16 New International Version (NIV)
a day of trumpet and battle cry against the fortified cities and against the corner towers.
Zephaniah 1:10-11 New King James Version (NKJV)
“And there shall be on that day,” says the LORD, “The sound of a mournful cry from the Fish Gate, A wailing from the Second Quarter, And a loud crashing from the hills. Wail, you inhabitants of Maktesh! For all the merchant people are cut down; All those who handle money are cut off.
Zephaniah 1:16 New King James Version (NKJV)
A day of trumpet and alarm Against the fortified cities And against the high towers.
Zephaniah 1:10-11 Amplified Bible (AMP)
“On that day,” declares the LORD, “There will be the sound of crying from the Fish (Damascus) Gate [in the northern wall of Jerusalem where invaders enter] And wailing from the Second Quarter [of the city], And a loud crash from the hills. “Wail [in anguish], you inhabitants of the Mortar (Valley of Siloam), For all the merchants of Canaan will be silenced and destroyed; All who weigh out silver will be cut off.
Zephaniah 1:16 Amplified Bible (AMP)
A day of trumpet and the battle cry [of invaders] Against the fortified cities And against the high corner towers (battlements).
Zephaniah 1:10-11 New Living Translation (NLT)
“On that day,” says the LORD, “a cry of alarm will come from the Fish Gate and echo throughout the New Quarter of the city. And a great crash will sound from the hills. Wail in sorrow, all you who live in the market area, for all the merchants and traders will be destroyed.
Zephaniah 1:16 New Living Translation (NLT)
a day of trumpet calls and battle cries. Down go the walled cities and the strongest battlements!
Zephaniah 1:10-11 English Standard Version 2016 (ESV)
“On that day,” declares the LORD, “a cry will be heard from the Fish Gate, a wail from the Second Quarter, a loud crash from the hills. Wail, O inhabitants of the Mortar! For all the traders are no more; all who weigh out silver are cut off.