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Numbers 22:17 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

17 For I am ready to honour thee, and will give thee whatsoever thou wilt. Come and curse this people.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 for I will promote thee unto very great honour, and I will do whatsoever thou sayest unto me: come therefore, I pray thee, curse me this people.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 For I will promote you to very great honor and I will do whatever you tell me; so come, I beg of you, curse this people for me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 for I will promote thee unto very great honor, and whatsoever thou sayest unto me I will do: come therefore, I pray thee, curse me this people.

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Common English Bible

17 for I’ll greatly honor you and I’ll do anything you ask of me. Please come and curse this people for me.’”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 For I am ready to honor you, and whatever you would want, I shall give to you. Come and curse this people."

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English Standard Version 2016

17 for I will surely do you great honor, and whatever you say to me I will do. Come, curse this people for me.’”

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Numbers 22:17
12 Tagairtí Cros  

Who, when they were come to Balaam, said: Thus saith Balac the son of Sephor: Delay not to come to me.


And he said to Balaam: I sent messengers to call thee. Why didst thou not come immediately to me? Was it because I am not able to reward thy coming?


Come therefore, and curse this people, because it is mightier than I, if by any means I may beat them and drive them out of my land. For I know that he whom thou shalt bless is blessed, and he whom thou shalt curse is cursed.


Return to thy place. I had determined indeed greatly to honour thee: but the Lord hath deprived thee of the honour designed for thee.


Whereupon he promised with an oath, to give her whatsoever she would ask of him.


For what doth it profit a man, if he gain the whole world, and suffer the loss of his own soul? Or what exchange shall a man give for his soul?


Thou shalt number unto thee seven weeks from that day, wherein thou didst put the sickle to the corn.


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