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2 Samuel 18:11 - Tree of Life Version

11 Then Joab said to his informant, “Look here, you saw him, so why didn’t you strike him there to the ground? I would have given you ten pieces of silver and a belt!”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

11 And Joab said unto the man that told him, And, behold, thou sawest him, and why didst thou not smite him there to the ground? and I would have given thee ten shekels of silver, and a girdle.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

11 Joab said to the man, You saw him! Why did you not strike him down to the ground? I would have given you ten shekels of silver and a girdle.

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American Standard Version (1901)

11 And Joab said unto the man that told him, And, behold, thou sawest it, and why didst thou not smite him there to the ground? and I would have given thee ten pieces of silver, and a girdle.

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Common English Bible

11 Joab said to the man who told him, “You saw this? Why didn’t you kill him on the spot? I would have given you ten pieces of silver and a belt.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

11 And Joab said to the man who had reported it to him, "If you saw him, why did you not stab him to the ground, and I would have given you ten shekels of silver and a belt?"

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

11 And Joab said to the man that told him: If thou sawest him, why didst thou not stab him to the ground, and I would have given thee ten sicles of silver, and belt?

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2 Samuel 18:11
5 Cross References  

Then a certain man saw it and told Joab saying, “Look, I saw Absalom hanging in an oak.”


But the man said to Joab, “Even if I had 1,000 pieces of silver in my hand, I would not raise my hand against the king’s son; for in our hearing the king charged you, Abishai and Ittai saying, ‘Watch over the young man Absalom for me.’


‘You are my kinsmen, my bone and my flesh! Why then should you be the last to bring back the king?’


For an enemy pursues my soul. He crushes my life down to the ground. He makes me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.


Such is the fate of all gaining by violence. It takes the life of its possessor.


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