And he waited yet another seven days. And again he sent forth the dove out of the ark.
Genesis 8:12 - Modern King James Version And he waited yet another seven days, and sent forth the dove. And she did not return again to him any more. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 And he stayed yet other seven days; and sent forth the dove; which returned not again unto him any more. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Then he waited another seven days and sent forth the dove, but she did not return to him any more. American Standard Version (1901) And he stayed yet other seven days, and sent forth the dove; and she returned not again unto him any more. Common English Bible He waited seven more days and sent out the dove, but it didn’t come back to him again. Catholic Public Domain Version And nevertheless, he waited another seven days. And he sent forth the dove, which no longer returned to him. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version And he stayed yet other seven days: and he sent forth the dove, which returned not any more unto him. |
And he waited yet another seven days. And again he sent forth the dove out of the ark.
And the dove came in to him in the evening. And, lo, in her mouth was an olive leaf plucked off. So Noah knew that the waters had gone down from off the earth.
Hope in Jehovah; be of good courage, and He shall make your heart strong; yea, hope in Jehovah.
And one shall say in that day, Lo, this is our God. We have waited for Him, and He will save us. This is Jehovah; we have waited for Him, we will be glad and rejoice in His salvation.
Yea, in the way of Your judgments, O Jehovah, we awaited You; for Your name and for Your memory is the desire of our soul.
And so Jehovah waits to be gracious to you. And therefore He is exalted, that He may have mercy on you. For Jehovah is a God of judgment; blessed are all those who wait for Him.
And I will wait on Jehovah, who hides His face from the house of Jacob; and I will look for Him.
O you who dwell in Moab, leave the cities and live in the rock, and be like the dove making her nest in the sides of the mouth of the pit.
For the vision is still for an appointed time, but it speaks to the end, and it does not lie. Though it lingers, wait for it; because it will surely come. It will not tarry.