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1 Samuel 1:15 - Catholic Public Domain Version

15 Responding, Hannah said: "By no means, my lord. For I am an exceedingly unhappy woman, and I drank neither wine, nor anything that can inebriate. Instead, I have poured out my soul in the sight of the Lord.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 And Hannah answered and said, No, my lord, I am a woman of a sorrowful spirit: I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but have poured out my soul before the LORD.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 But Hannah answered, No, my lord, I am a woman of a sorrowful spirit. I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but I was pouring out my soul before the Lord. [Gen. 19:34.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

15 And Hannah answered and said, No, my lord, I am a woman of a sorrowful spirit: I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but I poured out my soul before Jehovah.

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Common English Bible

15 “No sir!” Hannah replied. “I’m just a very sad woman. I haven’t had any wine or beer but have been pouring out my heart to the LORD.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

15 Anna answering, said: Not so, my lord: for I am an exceeding unhappy woman, and have drunk neither wine nor any strong drink, but I have poured out my soul before the Lord.

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English Standard Version 2016

15 But Hannah answered, “No, my lord, I am a woman troubled in spirit. I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but I have been pouring out my soul before the Lord.

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1 Samuel 1:15
12 Tagairtí Cros  

But now my soul withers within myself, and the days of affliction take hold of me.


Send a flash of lightning, and you will scatter them. Shoot your arrows, and you will set them in disarray.


And I will enter, up to the altar of God, to God who enlivens my youthfulness. To you, O God, my God, I will confess upon a stringed instrument.


For you have been my helper. And I will exult under the cover of your wings.


My soul has clung close to you. Your right hand has supported me.


The heart that knows the bitterness of its own soul, in its gladness the outsider shall not meddle.


A mild response shatters anger. But a harsh word stirs up fury.


By patience, a leader shall be appeased, and a soft tongue shall break hardness.


COPH. Rise up. Give praise in the night, in the first of the watches. Pour out your heart like water before the sight of the Lord. Lift up your hands to him on behalf of the souls of your little ones, who have passed away from famine at the head of all the crossroads.


You should not repute your handmaid as one of the daughters of Belial. For I have been speaking from the abundance of my sorrow and grief, even until now."


And they convened at Mizpah. And they drew water, and they poured it out in the sight of the Lord. And on that day they fasted, and in that place they said, "We have sinned against the Lord." And Samuel judged the sons of Israel at Mizpah.


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