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Luke 8:52 - English Standard Version 2016

52 And all were weeping and mourning for her, but he said, “Do not weep, for she is not dead but sleeping.”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

52 And all wept, and bewailed her: but he said, Weep not; she is not dead, but sleepeth.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

52 And all were weeping for and bewailing her; but He said, Do not weep, for she is not dead but sleeping.

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American Standard Version (1901)

52 And all were weeping, and bewailing her: but he said, Weep not; for she is not dead, but sleepeth.

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Common English Bible

52 They were all crying and mourning for her, but Jesus said, “Don’t cry. She isn’t dead. She’s only sleeping.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

52 Now all were weeping and mourning for her. But he said: "Do not weep. The girl is not dead, but only sleeping."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

52 And all wept and mourned for her. But he said: Weep not; the maid is not dead, but sleepeth.

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Luke 8:52
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And Sarah died at Kiriath-arba (that is, Hebron) in the land of Canaan, and Abraham went in to mourn for Sarah and to weep for her.


And the king was deeply moved and went up to the chamber over the gate and wept. And as he went, he said, “O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom! Would I had died instead of you, O Absalom, my son, my son!”


Now the appearance of the glory of the Lord was like a devouring fire on the top of the mountain in the sight of the people of Israel.


“And I will pour out on the house of David and the inhabitants of Jerusalem a spirit of grace and pleas for mercy, so that, when they look on me, on him whom they have pierced, they shall mourn for him, as one mourns for an only child, and weep bitterly over him, as one weeps over a firstborn.


“‘We played the flute for you, and you did not dance; we sang a dirge, and you did not mourn.’


And there followed him a great multitude of the people and of women who were mourning and lamenting for him.


And all the crowds that had assembled for this spectacle, when they saw what had taken place, returned home beating their breasts.


And when he came to the house, he allowed no one to enter with him, except Peter and John and James, and the father and mother of the child.


And they laughed at him, knowing that she was dead.


But when Jesus heard it he said, “This illness does not lead to death. It is for the glory of God, so that the Son of God may be glorified through it.”


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