2 Maccabees 7:27 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition But she bowing herself toward him, laughing the cruel tyrant to scorn, spake in her country language on this manner; O my son, have pity upon me that bare thee nine months in my womb, and gave thee suck three years, and nourished thee, and brought thee up unto this age, and endured the troubles of education. More versionsCommon English Bible By leaning toward her son and mocking the savage tyrant, she spoke in their native language: “Son, pity me who carried you in the womb nine months, nursed you for three years, nurtured you, and brought you into this stage of life with care. Catholic Public Domain Version Then, leaning towards him and mocking the cruel tyrant, she said in the language of the fathers: "My son, take pity on me, for I carried you for nine months in my womb, and I gave you milk for three years, and I nourished you and led you through to this stage of life. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version So bending herself towards him, mocking the cruel tyrant, she said her own language: My son, have pity upon me, that bore thee nine months my womb, and gave thee suck three years, and nourished thee, and brought thee up unto this age. Good News Translation (US Version) Leaning over her son, she fooled the cruel tyrant by saying in her native language, “My son, have pity on me. Remember that I carried you in my womb for nine months and nursed you for three years. I have taken care of you and looked after all your needs up to the present day. World English Bible - American English Edition - without Strong's Numbers But bending toward him, laughing the cruel tyrant to scorn, she spoke this in the language of her fathers: “My son, have pity upon me who carried you nine months in my womb, and nursed you three years, and nourished and brought you up to this age, and sustained you. Contemporary English Version Interconfessional Edition and leaned toward her son. She spoke in her native language and mocked the cruel king: My son, have pity on me! Even before you were born, you grew inside my body for nine months. Then I nursed you at my breast for three years. And until this very day, I have looked after you and taken care of you. |