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Genesis 34:8 - Revised Standard Version (RSV-CI)

8 But Hamor spoke with them, saying, “The soul of my son Shechem longs for your daughter; I pray you, give her to him in marriage.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 And Hamor communed with them, saying, The soul of my son Shechem longeth for your daughter: I pray you give her him to wife.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 And Hamor conferred with them, saying, The soul of my son Shechem craves your daughter [and sister]. I beg of you give her to him to be his wife.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 And Hamor communed with them, saying, The soul of my son Shechem longeth for your daughter: I pray you, give her unto him to wife.

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Common English Bible

8 Hamor said to them, “My son Shechem’s heart is set on your daughter. Please let him marry her.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 And so Hamor spoke to them: "The soul of my son Shechem has become attached to your daughter. Give her to him as a wife.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 And Hemor spoke to them; The soul of my son Sichem has a longing for your daughter; give her him to wife:

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Genesis 34:8
9 Cross References  

And his soul was drawn to Dinah the daughter of Jacob; he loved the maiden and spoke tenderly to her.


The sons of Jacob came in from the field when they heard of it; and the men were indignant and very angry, because he had wrought folly in Israel by lying with Jacob's daughter, for such a thing ought not to be done.


Make marriages with us; give your daughters to us, and take our daughters for yourselves.


from the nations concerning which the Lord had said to the people of Israel, “You shall not enter into marriage with them, neither shall they with you, for surely they will turn away your heart after their gods”; Solomon clung to these in love.


Like a slave who longs for the shadow, and like a hireling who looks for his wages,


My soul is consumed with longing for thy ordinances at all times.


O God, thou art my God, I seek thee, my soul thirsts for thee; my flesh faints for thee, as in a dry and weary land where no water is.


My soul longs, yea, faints for the courts of the Lord; my heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God.


But to the land to which they will long to return, there they shall not return.”


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