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Luke 18:39 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

39 And they going before censured him, that he be silent: and he so much the more cried out, O son of David, pity me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

39 But those who were in front reproved him, telling him to keep quiet; yet he screamed and shrieked so much the more, Son of David, take pity and have mercy on me!

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American Standard Version (1901)

39 And they that went before rebuked him, that he should hold his peace: but he cried out the more a great deal, Thou son of David, have mercy on me.

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Common English Bible

39 Those leading the procession scolded him, telling him to be quiet, but he shouted even louder, “Son of David, show me mercy.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

39 And those who were passing by rebuked him, so that he would be silent. Yet truly, he cried out all the more, "Son of David, take pity on me!"

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

39 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.

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Luke 18:39
16 Tagairtí Cros  

Chanting to David. O Jehovah, I called to thee; hasten to me; give ear to my voice in my calling to thee.


Ask, and it shall be given you. Seek, and ye shall find. Knock, and it shall be opened to you.


And he says to them, Why are ye timorous, ye of little faith? Then having risen, he censured the winds and sea; and there was a great calm.


And Jesus passing from thence, two blind ones followed him, crying out and saying, Commiserate us, O son of David.


Woe to you, skilled in the law! for ye have taken away the key of knowledge: ye came not in yourselves, and those coming in ye hindered.


And he spake to them a parable, that they must always pray, and not lose courage;


And they also brought babes to him, that he might touch them: and the disciples having seen, censured them.


And he cried out, saying, Jesus, son of David, pity me.


And Jesus having stood, commanded him to be brought to him: and he having drawn near, he asked him,


And certain of the Pharisees from the crowd said to him, Teacher, censure thy disciples.


He yet speaking, there comes a certain of the ruler of the assembly, saying to him, That thy daughter is dead; trouble not the Teacher.


For this thrice besought I the Lord, that it remove away from me.


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