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Luke 18:3 - King James 2000

3 And there was a widow in that city; and she came unto him, saying, Avenge me of 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 that was ready to perish came upon me: and I caused the widow’s heart to sing for joy.


Learn to do good; seek justice, relieve the oppressed, judge the fatherless, plead for the widow.


They have grown fat, they shine: yea, they pass over the deeds of the wicked: they judge not the cause, the cause of the fatherless, yet they prosper; and the right of the needy do they not defend.


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


Saying, There was in a city a judge, who feared not God, neither regarded man:


And he would not for awhile: but afterward he said within himself, Though I fear not God, nor regard man;


Yet because this widow troubles me, I will avenge her, lest by her continual coming she wearies me.


Cursed be he that perverts the justice due the stranger, fatherless, and widow. And all the people shall say, Amen.


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