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Luke 18:5 - Y'all Version Bible

yet because this widow keeps bothering me, I will give her justice, so that in the end she won’t beat me down by her persistent coming.’”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

yet because this widow troubleth me, I will avenge her, lest by her continual coming she weary me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Yet because this widow continues to bother me, I will defend and protect and avenge her, lest she give me intolerable annoyance and wear me out by her continual coming or at the last she come and rail on me or assault me or strangle me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

yet because this widow troubleth me, I will avenge her, lest she wear me out by her continual coming.

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Common English Bible

but I will give this widow justice because she keeps bothering me. Otherwise, there will be no end to her coming here and embarrassing me.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

yet because this widow is pestering me, I will vindicate her, lest by returning, she may, in the end, wear me out.' "

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Yet because this widow is troublesome to me, I will avenge her, lest continually coming she weary me.

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Luke 18:5
9 Tagairtí Cros  

They sent to me four times like this, and I answered them the same way.


But he answered her not a word. His disciples came and begged him, saying, “Send her away, because she keeps crying out after us.”


I tell y’all, although he will not get up and give him anything because he is his friend, yet because of his shameless persistence, he will get up and give him as much as he needs.


There was a widow in that town, who kept coming to him and saying, ‘Give me justice against my adversary!’


Those who led the way sternly told him to be silent. But he shouted all the more, “Son of David, have mercy on me!”


Instead I beat my body and make it my slave, so that after I have preached to others, I myself should not be disqualified.


When she pressed him daily with her words and urged him, his soul was troubled to death.