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Job 41:3 - King James Version - American Edition

3 Will he make many supplications unto thee? Will he speak soft words unto thee?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 Will he make many supplications unto thee? Will he speak soft words unto thee?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 Will he make many supplications to you [begging to be spared]? Will he speak soft words to you [to coax you to treat him kindly]?

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 Will he make many supplications unto thee? Or will he speak soft words unto thee?

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Common English Bible

3 Will he beg you at length or speak gentle words to you?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 I will not spare him, nor his powerful words and counterfeit attempts at supplication.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 I will not spare him, nor his mighty words, and framed to make supplication.

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Job 41:3
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Canst thou put a hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?


Will he make a covenant with thee? Wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?


The earth is the Lord's, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein.


The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet were they drawn swords.


Now therefore, if ye will obey my voice indeed, and keep my covenant, then ye shall be a peculiar treasure unto me above all people: for all the earth is mine:


A soft answer turneth away wrath: but grievous words stir up anger.


The poor useth entreaties; but the rich answereth roughly.


By long forbearing is a prince persuaded, and a soft tongue breaketh the bone.


which say to the seers, See not; and to the prophets, Prophesy not unto us right things, speak unto us smooth things, prophesy deceits:


The silver is mine, and the gold is mine, saith the Lord of hosts.


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