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2 Samuel 19:36 - Revised Version 1885

Thy servant would but just go over Jordan with the king: and why should the king recompense it me with such a reward?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Thy servant will go a little way over Jordan with the king: and why should the king recompense it me with such a reward?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Your servant will only go over the Jordan with the king. Why should the king repay me with such a reward?

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American Standard Version (1901)

Thy servant would but just go over the Jordan with the king: and why should the king recompense it me with such a reward?

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Common English Bible

Your servant will cross a short way over the Jordan with the king, but why should the king give me such a reward?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

I, your servant, shall procede a little ways from the Jordan with you. I am not in need of this recompense.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

I thy servant will go on a little way from the Jordan with thee. I need not this recompense.

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2 Samuel 19:36
5 Tagairtí Cros  

I am this day fourscore years old: can I discern between good and bad? can thy servant taste what I eat or what I drink? can I hear any more the voice of singing men and singing women? wherefore then should thy servant be yet a burden unto my lord the king?


Let thy servant, I pray thee, turn back again, that I may die in mine own city, by the grave of my father and my mother. But behold, thy servant Chimham; let him go over with my lord the king; and do to him what shall seem good unto thee.


The days of our years are threescore years and ten, Or even by reason of strength fourscore years; Yet is their pride but labour and sorrow; For it is soon gone, and we fly away.


Remember also thy Creator in the days of thy youth, or ever the evil days come, and the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them;


give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, shaken together, running over, shall they give into your bosom. For with what measure ye mete it shall be measured to you again.