Isaiah 13:11

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1. NIV New International Version

   11 I will punish the world for its evil,

   the wicked for their sins.

   I will put an end to the arrogance of the haughty

   and will humble the pride of the ruthless.

2. ESV English Standard Version

   11 I will punish *ch. 24:21the world for its evil,

   and the wicked for their iniquity;

   I will *[ch. 24:4] put an end to the pomp of the arrogant,

   *[ch. 2:11,17]and lay low the pompous pride of the ruthless.

3. NLT New Living Translation

   11 "I, the Lord, will punish the world for its evil

   and the wicked for their sin.

   I will crush the arrogance of the proud

   and humble the pride of the mighty.

4. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   11 "I will *Is. 26:21punish the world for its evil,

   And the wicked for their iniquity;

   *(Is. 2:17)I will halt the arrogance of the proud,

   And will lay low the haughtiness of the terrible.

5. NASB New American Standard Bible 2020

   11 So I will punish the world for its evil

   And the wicked for their wrongdoing;

   I will also put an end to the audacity of the proud

   And humiliate the arrogance of the *13:11 Or violenttyrants.

6. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   11 I will punish the world for its evil,  * 13:11 Jr 23:2; 36:31; 44:29

   and wicked people for their iniquities.

   I will put an end to the pride of the arrogant  * 13:11 Is 2:11; 23:9; Dn 5:22–23

   and humiliate the insolence of tyrants.

7. DRA Douay-Rheims American 1899

   11 And I will visit the evils of the world, and against the wicked for their iniquity: and I will make the pride of infidels to cease, and will bring down the arrogancy of the mighty.

8. MSG The Message

   9-16 "Watch now. God’s Judgment Day comes.

   Cruel it is, a day of wrath and anger,

   A day to waste the earth

   and clean out all the sinners.

   The stars in the sky, the great parade of constellations,

   will be nothing but black holes.

   The sun will come up as a black disk,

   and the moon a blank nothing.

   I’ll put a full stop to the evil on earth,

   terminate the dark acts of the wicked.

   I’ll gag all braggarts and boasters—not a peep anymore from them—

   and trip strutting tyrants, leave them flat on their faces.

   Proud humanity will disappear from the earth.

   I’ll make mortals rarer than hens’ teeth.

   And yes, I’ll even make the sky shake,

   and the earth quake to its roots

   Under the wrath of God-of-the-Angel-Armies,

   the Judgment Day of his raging anger.

   Like a hunted white-tailed deer,

   like lost sheep with no shepherd,

   People will huddle with a few of their own kind,

   run off to some makeshift shelter.

   But tough luck to stragglers—they’ll be killed on the spot,

   throats cut, bellies ripped open,

   Babies smashed on the rocks

   while mothers and fathers watch,

   Houses looted,

   wives raped.