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Acts 28:3 - Y'all Version Bible

But when Paul had gathered a bundle of brushwood and was pitting them on the fire, a viper came out because of the heat and fastened itself on his hand.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

And when Paul had gathered a bundle of sticks, and laid them on the fire, there came a viper out of the heat, and fastened on his hand.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Now Paul had gathered a bundle of sticks, and he was laying them on the fire when a viper crawled out because of the heat and fastened itself on his hand.

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American Standard Version (1901)

But when Paul had gathered a bundle of sticks and laid them on the fire, a viper came out by reason of the heat, and fastened on his hand.

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Common English Bible

Paul gathered a bunch of dry sticks and put them on the fire. As he did, a poisonous snake, driven out by the heat, latched on to his hand.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

But when Paul had gathered together a bundle of twigs, and had placed them on the fire, a viper, which had been drawn to the heat, fastened itself to his hand.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

And when Paul had gathered together a bundle of sticks, and had laid them on the fire, a viper coming out of the heat, fastened on his hand.

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Acts 28:3
13 Tagairtí Cros  

He will suck cobra venom. The viper’s tongue will kill him.


The burden of the animals of the South. Through the land of trouble and anguish, of the lioness and the lion, the viper and fiery flying serpent, they carry their riches on the shoulders of young donkeys, and their treasures on the humps of camels, to an unprofitable people.


Look, y’all are nothing, and y’all’s deeds are worthless. The one who chooses y’all is an abomination.


They hatch viper’s eggs and weave the spider’s web. Whoever eats of their eggs dies; and that which is crushed breaks out into a viper.


As if a man fled from a lion, and a bear met him, or he went into the house and leaned his hand on the wall, and a snake bit him.


Brood of vipers, how can y’all, being evil, say anything good? For from what fills the heart, the mouth speaks.


Snakes! Brood of vipers! How will y’all escape the judgment of hell?


But when he saw many of the Pharisees and Sadducees coming for his baptism, he said to them, “Y’all brood of vipers! Who warned y’all to flee from the wrath to come?


they will pick up snakes, and if they drink poison, it will not hurt them. They will lay hands on the sick, and they will get well.”


The islanders showed us uncommon kindness, building us a fire and taking us all in because it was raining and cold.


When the islanders saw the snake hanging from his hand, they said to one another, “This man must be a murderer. Even though he was saved from the sea, yet Justice has not allowed him to live.”


Are they deacons of Christ? (I’m speaking like a crazy person) I am more so: way more work, more times in prison, countless beatings, many times near death.


as unknown and yet recognized, as dying and yet—look!—we live, as punished and yet not killed,