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Genesis 21:15 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

15 When the water in the skin was gone, she left the boy under one of the bushes

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 And the water was spent in the bottle, and she cast the child under one of the shrubs.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 When the water in the bottle was all gone, Hagar caused the youth to lie down under one of the shrubs.

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American Standard Version (1901)

15 And the water in the bottle was spent, and she cast the child under one of the shrubs.

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Common English Bible

15 Finally the water in the flask ran out, and she put the boy down under one of the desert shrubs.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

15 And when the water in the skin had been consumed, she set aside the boy, under one of the trees that were there.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

15 And when the water in the bottle was spent, she cast the boy under one of the trees that were there.

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Genesis 21:15
9 Tagairtí Cros  

Early in the morning Abraham got up, took bread and a waterskin, put them on Hagar’s shoulders, and sent her and the boy away. She left and wandered in the Wilderness of Beer-sheba.


and went and sat at a distance, about a bow shot away, for she said, ‘I can’t bear to watch the boy die! ’ While she sat at a distance, she  wept loudly.


But she said, ‘As the Lord your God lives,  I don’t have anything baked #– #only a handful of flour in the jar and a bit of oil  in the jug. Just now, I am gathering a couple of sticks in order to go and prepare it for myself and my son so we can eat it and die.’


So the king of Israel, the king of Judah, and the king of Edom  set out. After they had travelled their indirect route for seven days, they had no water for the army or the animals with them.


The ironworker labours over the coals, shapes the idol with hammers, and works it with his strong arm. Also he grows hungry and his strength fails; he doesn’t drink water and is faint.


Their nobles send their servants  for water. They go to the cisterns; they find no water; their containers return empty. They are ashamed and humiliated; they cover their heads.


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