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Luke 18:3 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

3 A widow was in that city, and she often came to him, saying, 'Defend me from my adversary!'

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 and there was a widow in that city; and she came unto him, saying, Avenge me of mine adversary.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 And there was a widow in that city who kept coming to him and saying, Protect and defend and give me justice against my adversary.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 and there was a widow in that city; and she came oft unto him, saying, Avenge me of mine adversary.

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Common English Bible

3 In that city there was a widow who kept coming to him, asking, ‘Give me justice in this case against my adversary.’

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 But there was a certain widow in that city, and she went to him, saying, 'Vindicate me from my adversary.'

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Luke 18:3
13 Tagairtí Cros  

You have sent widows away empty, and the arms of the fatherless have been broken.


the blessing of him who was ready to perish came on me, and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.


Learn to do well. Seek justice. Relieve the oppressed. Judge the fatherless. Plead for the widow.*


They are grew fat, they shine: yes, they overpass in deeds of wickedness; they don't plead the cause, the cause of the fatherless, that they may prosper; and the right of the needy they don't judge.


Agree with your adversary quickly, while you are with him in the way; lest perhaps the prosecutor deliver you to the judge, and the judge deliver you to the officer, and you be cast into prison.


saying, *There was a judge in a certain city who didn't fear God, and didn't respect man.


He wouldn't for a while, but afterward he said to himself, 'Though I neither fear God, nor respect man,


yet because this widow bothers me, I will defend her, or else she will wear me out by her continual coming.'*


Cursed be he who wrests the justice [due] to the foreigner, fatherless, and widow. All the people shall say, Amein.


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