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Genesis 39:12 - King James 2000

12 And she caught him by his garment, saying, Lie with me: and he left his garment in her hand, and fled, and got out.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 And she caught him by his garment, saying, Lie with me: and he left his garment in her hand, and fled, and got him out.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 And she caught him by his garment, saying, Lie with me! But he left his garment in her hand and fled and got out [of the house].

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 And she caught him by his garment, saying, Lie with me: and he left his garment in her hand, and fled, and got him out.

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Common English Bible

12 She grabbed his garment, saying, “Lie down with me.” But he left his garment in her hands and ran outside.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 And she, grasping the hem of his garment, said, "Sleep with me." But he, leaving behind the cloak in her hand, fled and went outside.

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Genesis 39:12
16 Tagairtí Cros  

And it came to pass, as she spoke to Joseph day by day, that he hearkened not unto her, to lie by her, or to be with her.


And it came to pass about this time, that Joseph went into the house to do his work; and there was none of the men of the house there within.


And it came to pass, when she saw that he had left his garment in her hand, and was fled forth,


But he refused, and said unto his master's wife, Behold, my master knows not what is with me in the house, and he has committed all that he has to my hand;


And when she had brought them unto him to eat, he took hold of her, and said unto her, Come lie with me, my sister.


My son, walk not in the way with them; refrain your foot from their path:


Remove your way far from her, and come not near the door of her house:


Deliver yourself as a gazelle from the hand of the hunter, and as a bird from the hand of the fowler.


And I find more bitter than death the woman whose heart is snares and nets, and her hands are fetters: whosoever pleases God shall escape from her; but the sinner shall be taken by her.


Be not deceived: evil companions corrupt good morals.


Flee also youthful lusts: but follow righteousness, faith, love, peace, with them that call on the Lord out of a pure heart.


Dearly beloved, I beseech you as aliens and exiles, abstain from fleshly lusts, which war against the soul;


And as Samuel turned about to go away, he laid hold upon the skirt of his mantle, and it tore.


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