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1 Kings 18:13 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

13 Was it not announced to my lord what I did in Jezebel's killing the prophets of Jehovah, and I shall hide of the prophets of Jehovah a hundred men, fifty, fifty men in a cave, and I shall nourish them with bread and water?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 Was it not told my lord what I did when Jezebel slew the prophets of the LORD, how I hid an hundred men of the LORD's prophets by fifty in a cave, and fed them with bread and water?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 Was it not told my lord what I did when Jezebel slew the prophets of the Lord, how I hid a hundred men of the Lord's prophets by fifties in a cave and fed them with bread and water?

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 Was it not told my lord what I did when Jezebel slew the prophets of Jehovah, how I hid a hundred men of Jehovah’s prophets by fifty in a cave, and fed them with bread and water?

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Common English Bible

13 Wasn’t my master told what I did when Jezebel killed the LORD’s prophets? I hid one hundred of the LORD’s prophets, fifty each in two caves. I also supplied them with food and water.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 Has it not been revealed to you, my lord, what I did when Jezebel was killing the prophets of the Lord: how I hid one hundred men from the prophets of the Lord, fifty and fifty, in caves, and how I fed them with bread and water?

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1 Kings 18:13
11 Tagairtí Cros  

And now thou sayest., Go, say to thy lord, Behold, Elijah; and he will kill me.


And it will be in Jezebel's cutting off the prophets of Jehovah, and Obadiaha will take a hundred prophets, and hide fifty men in a cave, and he nourished them with bread and water.)


And Elisha sitting in his house, and the old men sitting with him; and he will send a man from before him: before the messenger will come to him, and he said to the old men, See ye that this son of a murderer sent to take away my head? see, when the messenger comes, shut the door and press him in the door: is not the voice of the feet of his lord behind him?


In the rejoicing of the just, much glory: in the rising up of the unjust, man will hide himself.


For I was hungry, and ye gave me to eat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me to drink: I was a stranger, and ye brought me in:


And ye yourselves know, that to my necessities, and to those being with me, these hands served.


(Of whom the world was not worthy:) wandering about in solitary places, and mountains, and caves, and holes of the earth.


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