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Genesis 24:17 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

17 And the servant ran to meet her, and said: Give me a little water to drink of thy pitcher.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 And the servant ran to meet her, and said, Let me, I pray thee, drink a little water of thy pitcher.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 And the servant ran to meet her, and said, I pray you, let me drink a little water from your water jar.

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 And the servant ran to meet her, and said, Give me to drink, I pray thee, a little water from thy pitcher.

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Common English Bible

17 The servant ran to meet her and said, “Give me a little sip of water from your jar.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 And the servant ran to meet her, and he said, "Provide me with a little water to drink from your pitcher."

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Genesis 24:17
10 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

There cometh a woman of Samaria, to draw water. Jesus saith to her: Give me to drink.


Meeting the thirsty bring him water, you that inhabit the land of the south: meet with bread him that fleeth.


He arose, and went to Sarephta. And when he was come to the gate of the city, he saw the widow woman gathering sticks: and he called her, and said to her: Give me a little water in a vessel, that I may drink.


Then that Samaritan woman saith to him: How dost thou, being a Jew, ask of me to drink, who am a Samaritan woman? For the Jews do not communicate with the Samaritans.


They shall not hunger, nor thirst: neither shall the heat nor the sun strike them. For he that is merciful to them shall be their shepherd, and at the fountains of waters he shall give them drink.


And there shall be upon every high mountain, and upon every elevated hill, rivers of running waters in the day of the slaughter of many, when the tower shall fall.


And whilst I pondered these things secretly with myself, Rebecca appeared, coming with a pitcher, which she carried on her shoulder: and she went down to the well and drew water. And I said to her: Give me a little to drink.


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