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Luke 11:44 - Catholic Public Domain Version

44 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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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

44 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

44 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)

44 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

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

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

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

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English Standard Version 2016

44 Woe to you! For you are like unmarked graves, and people walk over them without knowing it.”

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Luke 11:44
7 Tagairtí Cros  

Lord, lead me in your justice. Because of my enemies, direct my way in your sight.


And they will go around, traveling the earth. And when they will have seen the bone of a man, they will station a marker beside it, until the undertakers may bury it in the valley of the multitude of Gog.


The watcher of Ephraim was with my God. The prophet has become a snare of ruin over all his ways; insanity is in the house of his God.


If anyone in the field will have touched the corpse of a man, who was killed or who died on his own, or his bone, or his grave, he shall be unclean for seven days.


It is, indeed, the least of all seeds, but when it has grown, it is greater than all the plants, and it becomes a tree, so much so that the birds of the air come and dwell in its branches."


Then Paul said to him: "God shall strike you, you whitewashed wall! For would you sit and judge me according to the law, when, contrary to the law, you order me to be struck?"


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