And he said, Be it far from me, O Lord, that I should do this: is not this the blood of the men that went in jeopardy of their lives? therefore he would not drink it. These things did these three mighty men.
Lamentations 5:9 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition We gat our bread with the peril of our lives, because of the sword of the wilderness. More versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 We gat our bread with the peril of our lives Because of the sword of the wilderness. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition We get our bread at the peril of our lives because of the sword of the wilderness [the wild Arabs, who may attack if we venture into the fields to reap our harvests]. American Standard Version (1901) We get our bread at the peril of our lives, Because of the sword of the wilderness. Common English Bible We get our bread at the risk of our lives because of the desert heat. Catholic Public Domain Version We obtained our bread at the risk of our lives, before the face of the sword, in the wilderness. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version We fetched our bread at the peril of our lives, because of the sword in the desert. |
And he said, Be it far from me, O Lord, that I should do this: is not this the blood of the men that went in jeopardy of their lives? therefore he would not drink it. These things did these three mighty men.
because of the Chalde´ans: for they were afraid of them, because Ish´ma-el the son of Nethani´ah had slain Gedali´ah the son of Ahi´kam, whom the king of Babylon made governor in the land.
saying, No; but we will go into the land of Egypt, where we shall see no war, nor hear the sound of the trumpet, nor have hunger of bread; and there will we dwell:
then it shall come to pass, that the sword, which ye feared, shall overtake you there in the land of Egypt; and the famine, whereof ye were afraid, shall follow close after you there in Egypt; and there ye shall die.
And there came an angel of the Lord, and sat under an oak which was in Ophrah, that pertained unto Jo´ash the Abi-ez´rite: and his son Gideon threshed wheat by the winepress, to hide it from the Mid´i-anites.