Isaias 22:2
Full of clamour, a populous city, a joyous city: thy slain are not slain by the sword, nor dead in battle.
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- Vulgate (Clementine)
- Clamoris plena, urbs frequens, civitas exsultans ; interfecti tui, non interfecti gladio, nec mortui in bello.
- Septuagint (Swete)
- ἐνεπλήσθη ἡ πόλις βοώντων, οἱ τραυματίαι σου οὐ τραυματίαι ἐν μαχαίραις, οὐδὲ οἱ νεκροί σου νεκροὶ πολέμῳ.
- Hebrew (WLC)
- תְּשֻׁא֣וֹת מְלֵאָ֗ה עִ֚יר הֽוֹמִיָּ֔ה קִרְיָ֖ה עַלִּיזָ֑ה חֲלָלַ֨יִךְ֙ לֹ֣א חַלְלֵי חֶ֔רֶב וְלֹ֖א מֵתֵ֥י מִלְחָמָֽה
Haydock's commentary
Battle. He taxes the king with cowardice.
From Haydock's Catholic Bible Commentary, 1859, in the transcription made by Todd Easton and kept online by John Paul Wohlschied at johnblood.gitlab.io/haydock.
The Fathers on this verse
St Basil The Letters, To a fallen virgin
1. Now is the time to quote the words of the prophet and to say, “Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people.” Though they are wrapped in profound silence and lie stunned by their misfortune, robbed of all sense of feeling by the fatal blow, I at all events must not let such a fall go unlamented. If, to Jeremiah, it seemed that those whose bodies had been wounded in war, were worthy of innumerable lamentations, what shall be said of such a disaster of souls? “My slain men,” it is said, “are not slain with the sword, nor dead in battle.” But I am bewailing the sting of the real death, the grievousness of sin and the fiery darts of the wicked one, which have savagely set on fire souls as well as bodies. Truly God’s laws would groan aloud on seeing so great a pollution on the earth. …