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2 Kings 8:11 - Modern King James Version

11 And he settled his face steadfastly until he was ashamed. And the man of God wept.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

11 And he settled his countenance stedfastly, until he was ashamed: and the man of God wept.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

11 Elisha stared steadily at him until Hazael was embarrassed. And the man of God wept.

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American Standard Version (1901)

11 And he settled his countenance stedfastly upon him, until he was ashamed: and the man of God wept.

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Common English Bible

11 Elisha stared straight at Hazael until he felt uneasy. Then the man of God began to cry.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

11 And he stood beside him, and he was so troubled that his face became flushed. And the man of God wept.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

11 And he stood with him, and was troubled so far as to blush: and the man of God wept.

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2 Kings 8:11
15 Tagairtí Cros  

And he wept aloud. And the Egyptians and the house of Pharaoh heard.


In the days of Pekah king of Israel, Tiglath-pileser king of Assyria came and took Ijon, and Abel-beth-maachah, and Janoah, and Kedesh, and Hazor, and Gilead, and Galilee, all the land of Naphtali, and he deported them to Assyria.


And they urged him until he was ashamed, he said, Send. And they sent fifty men. And they looked for three days, but did not find him.


Rivers of water run down my eyes, because they do not keep Your Law.


But if you will not hear it, my soul shall weep in secret places for your pride. And my eye shall weep sore and run down with tears, because Jehovah's flock was captured.


And you shall speak this word to them: Let my eyes run down with tears night and day, and do not let them cease. For the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great break, with a very grievous blow.


My bowels, my bowels! I convulse in pain. O walls of my heart! My heart is restless within me; I cannot be silent because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the ram's horn, the alarm of war.


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!


and let them make haste and take up a weeping for us, so that our eyes may run down with tears, and waters flow from our eyelids.


And as He drew near, He beheld the city and wept over it,


serving the Lord with all humility of mind, and many tears and temptations happening to me through the plots of the Jews;


Therefore watch and remember that for the time of three years I did not cease to warn everyone night and day with tears.


that I have great heaviness and continual pain in my heart.


(For many are walking, of whom I have told you often and now tell you even weeping, as the enemies of the cross of Christ;


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