Apocalipsis 18
La Sainte Bible (Ostervald)
19Ils jetaient de la poussière sur leurs têtes, et pleurant et se lamentant, ils criaient et disaient: Malheur! malheur! la grande cité, où tous ceux qui avaient des vaisseaux sur mer s'étaient enrichis par son opulence, en une seule heure a été réduite en désert!
Reina-Valera 1909
19Y echaron polvo sobre sus cabezas; y dieron voces, llorando y lamentando, diciendo: ¡Ay, ay, de aquella gran ciudad, en la cual todos los que tenían navíos en la mar se habían enriquecido de sus riquezas; que en una hora ha sido desolada!
King James Version
19And they cast dust on their heads, and cried, weeping and wailing, saying, Alas, alas, that great city, wherein were made rich all that had ships in the sea by reason of her costliness! for in one hour is she made desolate.
World English Bible
19They cast dust on their heads, and cried, weeping and mourning, saying, ‘Woe, woe, the great city, in which all who had their ships in the sea were made rich by reason of her great wealth!’ For she is made desolate in one hour.