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Matthew 27:5 - King James 2000

5 And he cast down the pieces of silver in the temple, and departed, and went and hanged himself.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 And he cast down the pieces of silver in the temple, and departed, and went and hanged himself.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 And casting the pieces of silver [forward] into the [Holy Place of the sanctuary of the] temple, he departed; and he went off and hanged himself.

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 And he cast down the pieces of silver into the sanctuary, and departed; and he went away and hanged himself.

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Common English Bible

5 Judas threw the silver pieces into the temple and left. Then he went and hanged himself.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 And throwing down the pieces of silver in the temple, he departed. And going out, he hanged himself with a snare.

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Matthew 27:5
12 Tagairtí Cros  

And when Ahithophel saw that his counsel was not followed, he saddled his donkey, and arose, and got him home to his house, to his city, and put his household in order, and hanged himself, and died, and was buried in the sepulcher of his father.


And it came to pass, when Zimri saw that the city was taken, that he went into the palace of the king’s house, and burned the king’s house over him with fire, and he died,


Then said his wife unto him, Do you still retain your integrity? curse God, and die.


So that my soul chooses strangling, and death rather than my life.


But you, O God, shall bring them down into the pit of destruction: bloody and deceitful men shall not live out half their days; but I will trust in you.


And said, This fellow said, I am able to destroy the temple of God, and to build it in three days.


And the chief priests took the silver pieces, and said, It is not lawful to put them into the treasury, because it is the price of blood.


And the people waited for Zachariah, and marveled that he tarried so long in the temple.


According to the custom of the priest's office, his lot was to burn incense when he went into the temple of the Lord.


Then he called hastily unto the young man his armorbearer, and said unto him, Draw your sword, and slay me, that men say not of me, A woman slew him. And his young man thrust him through, and he died.


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