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2 Samuel 16:3 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 And the king said: Where is thy master's son? And Siba answered the king: He remained in Jerusalem, saying: To-day will the house of Israel restore me the kingdom of my father.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 And the king said, And where is thy master's son? And Ziba said unto the king, Behold, he abideth at Jerusalem: for he said, To day shall the house of Israel restore me the kingdom of my father.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 The king said, And where is your master's son [grandson Mephibosheth]? Ziba said to the king, Behold, he remains in Jerusalem, for he said, Today the house of Israel will give me back the kingdom of my father [grandfather Saul].

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 And the king said, And where is thy master’s son? And Ziba said unto the king, Behold, he abideth at Jerusalem; for he said, To-day will the house of Israel restore me the kingdom of my father.

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Common English Bible

3 “Where is your master’s grandson?” the king asked. “He is still in Jerusalem,” Ziba answered the king, “because he thinks that the Israelites are now going to give his grandfather’s kingdom back to him.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 And the king said, "Where is the son of your lord?" And Ziba answered the king: "He remained in Jerusalem, saying, 'Today, the house of Israel will restore the kingdom of my father to me.' "

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English Standard Version 2016

3 And the king said, “And where is your master’s son?” Ziba said to the king, “Behold, he remains in Jerusalem, for he said, ‘Today the house of Israel will give me back the kingdom of my father.’”

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2 Samuel 16:3
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And the king said to Siba: I give thee all that belonged to Miphiboseth. And Siba said: I beseech thee let me find grace before thee, my lord, O king.


I am smitten as grass, and my heart is withered: because I forgot to eat my bread.


To the saints, who are in his land, he hath made wonderful all my desires in them.


For thou art the glory of their strength: and in thy good pleasure shall our horn be exalted.


Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbour.


So the wage of every covetous man destroy the souls of the possessors.


A lying witness shall perish: an obedient man shall speak of victory.


Believe not a friend, and trust not in a prince: keep the doors of thy mouth from her that sleepeth in thy bosom.


Woe unto them, for they have gone in the way of Cain: and after the error of Balaam they have for reward poured out themselves, and have perished in the contradiction of Core.


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