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Luke 18:5 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 Yet because this widow is troublesome to me, I will avenge her, lest continually coming she weary me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 yet because this widow troubleth me, I will avenge her, lest by her continual coming she weary me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 Yet because this widow continues to bother me, I will defend and protect and avenge her, lest she give me intolerable annoyance and wear me out by her continual coming or at the last she come and rail on me or assault me or strangle me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 yet because this widow troubleth me, I will avenge her, lest she wear me out by her continual coming.

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Common English Bible

5 but I will give this widow justice because she keeps bothering me. Otherwise, there will be no end to her coming here and embarrassing me.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 yet because this widow is pestering me, I will vindicate her, lest by returning, she may, in the end, wear me out.' "

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English Standard Version 2016

5 yet because this widow keeps bothering me, I will give her justice, so that she will not beat me down by her continual coming.’”

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Luke 18:5
9 Tagairtí Cros  

And they sent to me according to this word, four times: and I answered them after the same manner.


Who answered her not a word. And his disciples came and besought him, saying: Send her away, for she crieth after us:


Yet if he shall continue knocking, I say to you, although he will not rise and give him, because he is his friend; yet, because of his importunity, he will rise, and give him as many as he needeth.


And there was a certain widow in that city, and she came to him, saying: Avenge me of my adversary.


And they that went before, rebuked him, that he should hold his peace: but he cried out much more: Son of David, have mercy on me.


But I chastise my body, and bring it into subjection: lest perhaps, when I have preached to others, I myself should become a castaway.


And when she pressed him much, and continually hung upon him for many days, giving him no time to rest, his soul fainted away, and was wearied even until death.


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