Isaiah 32:12
Good News Translation
Beat your breasts in grief because the fertile fields and the vineyards have been destroyed,

New Revised Standard Version
Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine,

Contemporary English Version
Slap your breasts in sorrow because of what happened to the fruitful fields and vineyards,

New American Bible
Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine;

Douay-Rheims Bible
Mourn for your breasts, for the delightful country, for the fruitful vineyard.

Treasury of Scripture Knowledge

Mourn for your breasts, for the delightful country, for the fruitful vineyard.

lament

Lamentations 2:11 Caph. My eyes have failed with weeping, my bowels are troubled: my liver is poured out upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people, when the children, and the sucklings, fainted away in the streets of the city.

Lamentations 4:3,4 Ghimel. Even the sea monsters have drawn out the breast, they have given suck to their young: the daughter of my people is cruel, like the ostrich in the desert. . . .

pleasant fields.

Deuteronomy 8:7,8 For the Lord thy God will bring thee into a good land, of brooks and of waters, and of fountains: in the plains of which and the hills deep rivers break out: . . .

Deuteronomy 11:11,12 But it is a land of hills and plains, expecting rain from heaven. . . .

Ezekiel 20:6,15 In that day I lifted up my hand for them to bring them out of the land of Egypt, into a land which I had provided for them, flowing with milk and honey, which excelled amongst all lands. . . .

Context
The Women of Jerusalem
11Be astonished, ye rich women, be troubled, ye confident ones: strip you, and be confounded, gird your loins. 12Mourn for your breasts, for the delightful country, for the fruitful vineyard.13Upon the land of my people shall thorns and briers come up: how much more upon all the houses of joy, of the city that rejoiced?…
Cross References
Nahum 2:7
And the soldier is led away captive: and her bondwomen were led away mourning as doves, murmuring in their hearts.

Isaiah 32:13
Upon the land of my people shall thorns and briers come up: how much more upon all the houses of joy, of the city that rejoiced?

Isaiah 32:11
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