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Luke 11:44 - Modern King James Version

Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you are like unseen tombs and the men walking above are not aware of them.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye are as graves which appear not, and the men that walk over them are not aware of them.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Woe to you! For you are like graves which are not marked or seen, and men walk over them without being aware of it [and are ceremonially defiled].

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American Standard Version (1901)

Woe unto you! for ye are as the tombs which appear not, and the men that walk over them know it not.

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Common English Bible

“How terrible for you! You are like unmarked graves, and people walk on them without recognizing it.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Woe to you! For you are like graves that are not noticeable, so that men walk over them without realizing it."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Woe to you, because you are as sepulchres that appear not, and men that walk over are not aware.

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Luke 11:44
7 Tagairtí Cros  

For there is no faithfulness in their mouth; their inward part is wickedness; their throat is an open grave; they flatter with their tongue.


And as they pass, those who pass through the land, and any man sees a bone, then he shall build a post beside it, until the buriers have buried it in The Valley of the Multitude of Gog.


The watchman of Ephraim was with my God. The prophet is a snare of a fowler in all his ways, and hatred in the house of his God.


And whoever touches one that is killed with a sword in the open fields, or a dead body, or a bone of a man, or a grave, shall be unclean seven days.


which indeed is the least of all seeds, but when it is grown it is the greatest among herbs and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and lodge in its branches.


Then Paul said to him, God shall strike you, whitened wall! For do you sit judging me according to the Law, and against law command me to be stricken?