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Genesis 8:12 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 And he stayed yet other seven days: and he sent forth the dove, which returned not any more unto him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 And he stayed yet other seven days; and sent forth the dove; which returned not again unto him any more.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 Then he waited another seven days and sent forth the dove, but she did not return to him any more.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 And he stayed yet other seven days, and sent forth the dove; and she returned not again unto him any more.

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Common English Bible

12 He waited seven more days and sent out the dove, but it didn’t come back to him again.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 And nevertheless, he waited another seven days. And he sent forth the dove, which no longer returned to him.

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English Standard Version 2016

12 Then he waited another seven days and sent forth the dove, and she did not return to him anymore.

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Genesis 8:12
12 Tagairtí Cros  

And having waited yet seven other days, he again sent forth the dove out of the ark.


And she came to him in the evening, carrying a bough of an olive tree with green leaves, in her mouth. Noe therefore understood that the waters were ceased upon the earth.


And they shall say in that day: Lo, this is our God: we have waited for him, and he will save us. This is the Lord: we have patiently waited for him, we shall rejoice and be joyful in his salvation.


And in the way of thy judgments, O Lord, we have patiently waited for thee: thy name, and thy remembrance are the desire of the soul.


Therefore the Lord waiteth that be may have mercy on you, and therefore shall he be exalted sparing you: because the Lord is the God of judgment. Blessed are all they that wait for him.


And I will wait for the Lord who hath hid his face from the house of Jacob: and I will look for him.


Leave the cities and dwell in the rock, you that dwell in Moab: and be ye like the dove that maketh her nest in the mouth of the hole in the highest place.


For as yet the vision is far off, and it shall appear at the end, and shall not lie: if it make any delay, wait for it: for it shall surely come, and it shall not be slack.


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