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Luke 19:41 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

41 And as he drew near, having seen the city, he wept over it,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

41 And when he was come near, he beheld the city, and wept over it,

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

41 And as He approached, He saw the city, and He wept [audibly] over it,

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American Standard Version (1901)

41 And when he drew nigh, he saw the city and wept over it,

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Common English Bible

41 As Jesus came to the city and observed it, he wept over it.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

41 And when he drew near, seeing the city, he wept over it, saying:

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

41 And when he drew near, seeing the city, he wept over it, saying:

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Luke 19:41
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And he will set his face, and he will set even till he was ashamed: and the man of God will weep.


Mine eyes will bring down streams of waters because they will not watch thy laws.


I saw those transgressing, and I shall loathe, for they watched not thy word.


Violent heat seized me from the unjust forsaking thy law.


For this I said, Look ye away from me; I will be bitter in my weeping, ye shall not hasten to comfort me upon the desolation of the daughter of my people.


For as mount Perazim shall Jehovah rise up, as the valley in Gibeon shall he be moved to do his work, his strange work, and to work his service, his unknown service.


And if ye will not hear it, my soul shall weep in hiding places from the face of pride, and mine eye weeping shall weep and bring down tears, because the flock of Jehovah was taken captive.


And I withdrew not from following after thee; I desired not man's day, thou knewest: the going forth of my lips was straight before thee.


Who will give my head waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears? and I will weep day and night for the wounded of the daughter of my people.


How shall I give thee up, O Ephraim? Shall I deliver thee over, O Israel? How shall I give thee as the earth? Shall I set thee as roes? My heart was turned upon me; my grievings were kindled together.


Saying, That if thou knewest, also thou, and also in this thy day, the things for thy peace! and now have they been hid from thine eyes.


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