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Luke 19:41 - Modern English Version

41 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  

Hazael stared at him until he was ashamed. Then the man of God wept.


Rivers of water run down from my eyes, because they keep not Your law.


I look at the transgressors and grieve, because they keep not Your word.


Indignation has seized me because of the wicked, those who forsake Your law.


Therefore, I say, “Look away from me, I will weep bitterly; do not try to comfort me because of the destruction of the daughter of my people.”


For the Lord shall rise up as at Mount Perazim, He shall be wrathful as in the Valley of Gibeon to do His work, His unusual work, and bring to pass His task, His exceptional task.


But if you will not listen to it, my soul will weep in secret places for your pride; and my eyes will weep sorely and run down with tears, because the flock of the Lord is carried away captive.


As for me, I have not hurried away from being a shepherd after You, nor have I desired the woeful day; You Yourself know that which came out of my lips was in Your presence.


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 can I give you up, Ephraim? How can I hand you over, Israel? How can I make you like Admah? How can I treat you like Zeboyim? My heart churns within Me; My compassion is stirred.


saying, “If you, even you, had known even today what things would bring you peace! But now they are hidden from your eyes.


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