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Judges 10:5
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Christian Standard Bible®
When Jair died, he was buried in Kamon.
When Jair died, he was buried in Kamon.
Hebrew Names Version
Ya'ir died, and was buried in Kamon.
Ya'ir died, and was buried in Kamon.
King James Version
And Jair died, and was buried in Camon.
And Jair died, and was buried in Camon.
Lexham English Bible
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
English Standard Version
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
New Century Version
Jair died and was buried in the city of Kamon.
Jair died and was buried in the city of Kamon.
New English Translation
Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
Amplified Bible
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
New American Standard Bible
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
Geneva Bible (1587)
And Iair dyed, and was buried in Kamon.
And Iair dyed, and was buried in Kamon.
Legacy Standard Bible
En Jaïr het gesterwe en is in Kamon begrawe.
En Jaïr het gesterwe en is in Kamon begrawe.
Contemporary English Version
When he died, he was buried in the town of Kamon.
When he died, he was buried in the town of Kamon.
Complete Jewish Bible
When Ya'ir died, he was buried in Kamon.
When Ya'ir died, he was buried in Kamon.
Darby Translation
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
Easy-to-Read Version
Jair died and was buried in the city of Kamon.
Jair died and was buried in the city of Kamon.
George Lamsa Translation
And Jair died and was buried in Camon.
And Jair died and was buried in Camon.
Good News Translation
Jair died and was buried at Kamon.
Jair died and was buried at Kamon.
Literal Translation
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
Miles Coverdale Bible (1535)
And Iair dyed, and was buried at Camon.
And Iair dyed, and was buried at Camon.
American Standard Version
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
Bible in Basic English
And at the death of Jair his body was put to rest in the earth in Kamon.
And at the death of Jair his body was put to rest in the earth in Kamon.
Bishop's Bible (1568)
And Iair died, and was buried in Camon.
And Iair died, and was buried in Camon.
JPS Old Testament (1917)
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
King James Version (1611)
And Iair died, and was buried in Camon.
And Iair died, and was buried in Camon.
Brenton's Septuagint (LXX)
And Jair died, and was buried in Rhamnon.
And Jair died, and was buried in Rhamnon.
English Revised Version
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
Berean Standard Bible
When Jair died, he was buried in Kamon.
When Jair died, he was buried in Kamon.
Wycliffe Bible (1395)
And Jair `was deed, and biriede in a place `to which the name is Camon.
And Jair `was deed, and biriede in a place `to which the name is Camon.
Young's Literal Translation
and Jair dieth, and is buried in Kamon.
and Jair dieth, and is buried in Kamon.
Update Bible Version
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
Webster's Bible Translation
And Jair died, and was buried in Camon.
And Jair died, and was buried in Camon.
World English Bible
Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
New King James Version
And Jair died and was buried in Camon.
And Jair died and was buried in Camon.
New Living Translation
When Jair died, he was buried in Kamon.
When Jair died, he was buried in Kamon.
New Life Bible
Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
New Revised Standard
Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
J.B. Rotherham Emphasized Bible
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died, and was buried in Kamon.
Douay-Rheims Bible
And Jair died, and was buried in the place which is called Camon.
And Jair died, and was buried in the place which is called Camon.
Revised Standard Version
And Ja'ir died, and was buried in Kamon.
And Ja'ir died, and was buried in Kamon.
New American Standard Bible (1995)
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
And Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
Contextual Overview
1Tola son of Puah, the son of Dodo, was next after Abimelech. He rose to the occasion to save Israel. He was a man of Issachar. He lived in Shamir in the hill country of Ephraim. He judged Israel for twenty-three years and then died and was buried at Shamir. 3After him, Jair the Gileadite stepped into leadership. He judged Israel for twenty-two years. He had thirty sons who rode on thirty donkeys and had thirty towns in Gilead. The towns are still called Jair's Villages. Jair died and was buried in Kamon.
Bible Verse Review
from Treasury of Scripure Knowledge
Reciprocal: Judges 10:8 - that year 2 Samuel 20:26 - Jairite
Cross-References
Genesis 10:1
This is the family tree of the sons of Noah: Shem, Ham, and Japheth. After the flood, they themselves had sons.
This is the family tree of the sons of Noah: Shem, Ham, and Japheth. After the flood, they themselves had sons.
Genesis 10:20
These are the descendants of Ham by family, language, country, and nation.
These are the descendants of Ham by family, language, country, and nation.
Isaiah 41:5
"Far-flung ocean islands see it and panic. The ends of the earth are shaken. Fearfully they huddle together. They try to help each other out, making up stories in the dark. The godmakers in the workshops go into overtime production, crafting new models of no-gods, Urging one another on—‘Good job!' ‘Great design!'— pounding in nails at the base so that the things won't tip over.
"Far-flung ocean islands see it and panic. The ends of the earth are shaken. Fearfully they huddle together. They try to help each other out, making up stories in the dark. The godmakers in the workshops go into overtime production, crafting new models of no-gods, Urging one another on—‘Good job!' ‘Great design!'— pounding in nails at the base so that the things won't tip over.
Isaiah 42:10
Sing to God a brand-new song, sing his praises all over the world! Let the sea and its fish give a round of applause, with all the far-flung islands joining in. Let the desert and its camps raise a tune, calling the Kedar nomads to join in. Let the villagers in Sela round up a choir and perform from the tops of the mountains. Make God 's glory resound; echo his praises from coast to coast. God steps out like he means business. You can see he's primed for action. He shouts, announcing his arrival; he takes charge and his enemies fall into line: "I've been quiet long enough. I've held back, biting my tongue. But now I'm letting loose, letting go, like a woman who's having a baby— Stripping the hills bare, withering the wildflowers, Drying up the rivers, turning lakes into mudflats. But I'll take the hand of those who don't know the way, who can't see where they're going. I'll be a personal guide to them, directing them through unknown country. I'll be right there to show them what roads to take, make sure they don't fall into the ditch. These are the things I'll be doing for them— sticking with them, not leaving them for a minute."
Sing to God a brand-new song, sing his praises all over the world! Let the sea and its fish give a round of applause, with all the far-flung islands joining in. Let the desert and its camps raise a tune, calling the Kedar nomads to join in. Let the villagers in Sela round up a choir and perform from the tops of the mountains. Make God 's glory resound; echo his praises from coast to coast. God steps out like he means business. You can see he's primed for action. He shouts, announcing his arrival; he takes charge and his enemies fall into line: "I've been quiet long enough. I've held back, biting my tongue. But now I'm letting loose, letting go, like a woman who's having a baby— Stripping the hills bare, withering the wildflowers, Drying up the rivers, turning lakes into mudflats. But I'll take the hand of those who don't know the way, who can't see where they're going. I'll be a personal guide to them, directing them through unknown country. I'll be right there to show them what roads to take, make sure they don't fall into the ditch. These are the things I'll be doing for them— sticking with them, not leaving them for a minute."
Isaiah 49:1
Listen, far-flung islands, pay attention, faraway people: God put me to work from the day I was born. The moment I entered the world he named me. He gave me speech that would cut and penetrate. He kept his hand on me to protect me. He made me his straight arrow and hid me in his quiver. He said to me, "You're my dear servant, Israel, through whom I'll shine."
Listen, far-flung islands, pay attention, faraway people: God put me to work from the day I was born. The moment I entered the world he named me. He gave me speech that would cut and penetrate. He kept his hand on me to protect me. He made me his straight arrow and hid me in his quiver. He said to me, "You're my dear servant, Israel, through whom I'll shine."
Isaiah 59:18
We Long for Light but Sink into Darkness Look! Listen! God 's arm is not amputated—he can still save. God 's ears are not stopped up—he can still hear. There's nothing wrong with God; the wrong is in you. Your wrongheaded lives caused the split between you and God. Your sins got between you so that he doesn't hear. Your hands are drenched in blood, your fingers dripping with guilt, Your lips smeared with lies, your tongue swollen from muttering obscenities. No one speaks up for the right, no one deals fairly. They trust in illusion, they tell lies, they get pregnant with mischief and have sin-babies. They hatch snake eggs and weave spider webs. Eat an egg and die; break an egg and get a snake! The spider webs are no good for shirts or shawls. No one can wear these weavings! They weave wickedness, they hatch violence. They compete in the race to do evil and run to be the first to murder. They plan and plot evil, think and breathe evil, and leave a trail of wrecked lives behind them. They know nothing about peace and less than nothing about justice. They make tortuously twisted roads. No peace for the wretch who walks down those roads! Which means that we're a far cry from fair dealing, and we're not even close to right living. We long for light but sink into darkness, long for brightness but stumble through the night. Like the blind, we inch along a wall, groping eyeless in the dark. We shuffle our way in broad daylight, like the dead, but somehow walking. We're no better off than bears, groaning, and no worse off than doves, moaning. We look for justice—not a sign of it; for salvation—not so much as a hint. Our wrongdoings pile up before you, God, our sins stand up and accuse us. Our wrongdoings stare us down; we know in detail what we've done: Mocking and denying God , not following our God, Spreading false rumors, inciting sedition, pregnant with lies, muttering malice. Justice is beaten back, Righteousness is banished to the sidelines, Truth staggers down the street, Honesty is nowhere to be found, Good is missing in action. Anyone renouncing evil is beaten and robbed. God looked and saw evil looming on the horizon— so much evil and no sign of Justice. He couldn't believe what he saw: not a soul around to correct this awful situation. So he did it himself, took on the work of Salvation, fueled by his own Righteousness. He dressed in Righteousness, put it on like a suit of armor, with Salvation on his head like a helmet, Put on Judgment like an overcoat, and threw a cloak of Passion across his shoulders. He'll make everyone pay for what they've done: fury for his foes, just deserts for his enemies. Even the far-off islands will get paid off in full. In the west they'll fear the name of God , in the east they'll fear the glory of God , For he'll arrive like a river in flood stage, whipped to a torrent by the wind of God . "I'll arrive in Zion as Redeemer, to those in Jacob who leave their sins." God 's Decree. "As for me," God says, "this is my covenant with them: My Spirit that I've placed upon you and the words that I've given you to speak, they're not going to leave your mouths nor the mouths of your children nor the mouths of your grandchildren. You will keep repeating these words and won't ever stop." God 's orders.
We Long for Light but Sink into Darkness Look! Listen! God 's arm is not amputated—he can still save. God 's ears are not stopped up—he can still hear. There's nothing wrong with God; the wrong is in you. Your wrongheaded lives caused the split between you and God. Your sins got between you so that he doesn't hear. Your hands are drenched in blood, your fingers dripping with guilt, Your lips smeared with lies, your tongue swollen from muttering obscenities. No one speaks up for the right, no one deals fairly. They trust in illusion, they tell lies, they get pregnant with mischief and have sin-babies. They hatch snake eggs and weave spider webs. Eat an egg and die; break an egg and get a snake! The spider webs are no good for shirts or shawls. No one can wear these weavings! They weave wickedness, they hatch violence. They compete in the race to do evil and run to be the first to murder. They plan and plot evil, think and breathe evil, and leave a trail of wrecked lives behind them. They know nothing about peace and less than nothing about justice. They make tortuously twisted roads. No peace for the wretch who walks down those roads! Which means that we're a far cry from fair dealing, and we're not even close to right living. We long for light but sink into darkness, long for brightness but stumble through the night. Like the blind, we inch along a wall, groping eyeless in the dark. We shuffle our way in broad daylight, like the dead, but somehow walking. We're no better off than bears, groaning, and no worse off than doves, moaning. We look for justice—not a sign of it; for salvation—not so much as a hint. Our wrongdoings pile up before you, God, our sins stand up and accuse us. Our wrongdoings stare us down; we know in detail what we've done: Mocking and denying God , not following our God, Spreading false rumors, inciting sedition, pregnant with lies, muttering malice. Justice is beaten back, Righteousness is banished to the sidelines, Truth staggers down the street, Honesty is nowhere to be found, Good is missing in action. Anyone renouncing evil is beaten and robbed. God looked and saw evil looming on the horizon— so much evil and no sign of Justice. He couldn't believe what he saw: not a soul around to correct this awful situation. So he did it himself, took on the work of Salvation, fueled by his own Righteousness. He dressed in Righteousness, put it on like a suit of armor, with Salvation on his head like a helmet, Put on Judgment like an overcoat, and threw a cloak of Passion across his shoulders. He'll make everyone pay for what they've done: fury for his foes, just deserts for his enemies. Even the far-off islands will get paid off in full. In the west they'll fear the name of God , in the east they'll fear the glory of God , For he'll arrive like a river in flood stage, whipped to a torrent by the wind of God . "I'll arrive in Zion as Redeemer, to those in Jacob who leave their sins." God 's Decree. "As for me," God says, "this is my covenant with them: My Spirit that I've placed upon you and the words that I've given you to speak, they're not going to leave your mouths nor the mouths of your children nor the mouths of your grandchildren. You will keep repeating these words and won't ever stop." God 's orders.
Gill's Notes on the Bible
And Jair died, and was buried in Camon. A city of Gilead, as Josephus u calls it; Jerom w, under this word Camon, makes mention of a village in his times, called Cimana, in the large plain six miles from Legion to the north, as you go to Ptolemais; but, as Reland x observes, this seems not to be the same place, but rather this is the Camon Polybius y speaks of among other cities of Peraea, taken by Antiochus.
u Antiqu. l. 5. c. 7. sect. 6. w De loc. Heb. fol. 90. B. x Palestina Illustr. tom. 2. p. 679. y Hist. l. 5.
