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2 Kings 4:20 - Modern King James Version

20 And he carried him and brought him to his mother. And he sat on her knees until noon and died.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

20 And when he had taken him, and brought him to his mother, he sat on her knees till noon, and then died.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

20 And when he was brought to his mother, he sat on her knees till noon, and then died.

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American Standard Version (1901)

20 And when he had taken him, and brought him to his mother, he sat on her knees till noon, and then died.

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Common English Bible

20 So he picked up the boy and brought him to his mother. The boy sat on her lap until noon. Then he died.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

20 But when he had taken him, and he had led him to his mother, she placed him upon her knees, until midday, and then he died.

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2 Kings 4:20
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And He said, Take now your son, your only one, Isaac, whom you love. And go into the land of Moriah, and offer him there for a burnt offering upon one of the mountains which I will name to you.


And Israel loved Joseph more than all his sons, because he was the son of his old age. And he made him a tunic reaching to the soles of his feet.


And Joseph dreamed a dream and told it to his brothers. And they hated him still more.


And it happened after these things the son of the woman, the mistress of the house, fell sick. And his sickness was so severe that there was no breath left in him.


And he said to his father, My head, my head! And he said to a lad, Carry him to his mother.


And she went up and laid him on the bed of the man of God, and shut the door on him and went out.


Can a woman forget her suckling child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yes, they may forget, yet I will not forget you.


As one whom his mother comforts, so I will comfort you; and you will be comforted in Jerusalem.


(yea, a sword shall pierce through your own soul also), so that the thoughts of many hearts may be revealed.


And drawing near the gate of the city, even behold, one having died was being carried out, an only son of his mother, and she was a widow. And a considerable crowd of the city was with her.


Then Jesus said to them plainly, Lazarus is dead.


Then his sisters sent to Him, saying, Lord, behold, he whom You love is sick.


And Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus.


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