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Luke 19:41 - King James 2000

41 And when he came near, he beheld the city, and 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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Luke 19:41
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And he set his countenance and stared, until he was ashamed: and the man of God wept.


Rivers of waters run down my eyes, because they keep not your law.


I beheld the transgressors, and was grieved; because they kept not your word.


Horror has taken hold upon me because of the wicked that forsake your law.


Therefore said I, Look away from me: I will weep bitterly, labor not to comfort me, because of the plundering of the daughter of my people.


For the LORD shall rise up as on mount Perazim, he shall be angry as in the valley of Gibeon, that he may do his work, his awesome work; and bring to pass his act, his alien act.


But if you will not hear it, my soul shall weep in secret for your pride; and my eye shall weep bitterly, and run down with tears, because the LORD’S flock is carried away captive.


As for me, I have not hastened from being a shepherd to follow you: neither have I desired the woeful day; you know: that which came out of my lips was right before you.


Oh that my head were waters, and my eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!


How shall I give you up, Ephraim? how shall I deliver you, Israel? how shall I make you as Admah? how shall I set you as Zeboiim? my heart is turned within me, my compassion is stirred.


Saying, If you had known, even you, at least in this your day, the things which belong unto your peace! but now they are hid from your eyes.


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