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Luke 23:28 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

28 But Jesus turning unto them said, Daughters of Jerusalem, weep not for me, but weep for yourselves, and for your children.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

28 But Jesus, turning toward them, said, Daughters of Jerusalem, do not weep for Me, but weep for yourselves and for your children.

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American Standard Version (1901)

28 But Jesus turning unto them said, Daughters of Jerusalem, weep not for me, but weep for yourselves, and for your children.

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Common English Bible

28 Jesus turned to the women and said, “Daughters of Jerusalem, don’t cry for me. Rather, cry for yourselves and your children.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

28 But Jesus, turning to them, said: "Daughters of Jerusalem, do not weep over me. Instead, weep over yourselves and over your children.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

28 But Jesus turning to them, said: Daughters of Jerusalem, weep not over me; but weep for yourselves, and for your children.

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English Standard Version 2016

28 But turning to them Jesus said, “Daughters of Jerusalem, do not weep for me, but weep for yourselves and for your children.

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Luke 23:28
10 Tagairtí Cros  

I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.


I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Till he please.


He made the pillars thereof of silver, The bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, The midst thereof being paved with love, For the daughters of Jerusalem.


I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Till he please.


His mouth is most sweet: Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.


I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick of love.


I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.


And there followed him a great company of people, and of women, which also bewailed and lamented him.


For, behold, the days are coming, in the which they shall say, Blessed are the barren, and the wombs that never bare, and the paps which never gave suck.


Behold, he cometh with clouds; and every eye shall see him, and they also which pierced him: and all kindreds of the earth shall wail because of him. Even so, Amen.


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