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Genesis 47:9 - Modern King James Version

9 And Jacob said to Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are a hundred and thirty years. Few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and I have not attained to the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years: few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 Jacob said to Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are 130 years; few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and they have not attained to those of the life of my fathers in their pilgrimage.

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are a hundred and thirty years: few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.

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Common English Bible

9 Jacob said to Pharaoh, “I’ve been a traveler for 130 years. My years have been few and difficult. They don’t come close to the years my ancestors lived during their travels.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 He responded, "The days of my sojourn are one hundred and thirty years, few and unworthy, and they do not reach even to the days of the sojourning of my fathers."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 He answered: The days of my pilgrimage are a hundred and thirty years, few, and evil. And they are not come up to the days of the pilgrimage of my fathers.

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Genesis 47:9
29 Tagairtí Cros  

And after he fathered Arpachshad, Shem lived five hundred years. And he fathered sons and daughters.


And the days of Isaac were a hundred and eighty years.


And Jacob lived in the land of Egypt seventeen years. And the days of Jacob, the years of his life, were a hundred forty-seven years.


And Pharaoh said to Jacob, How many are the days of the years of your life?


And all the days of Methuselah were nine hundred and sixty-nine years. And he died.


So Joseph died, being a hundred and ten years old. And they embalmed him, and put him in a coffin in Egypt.


For we are strangers before You, and pilgrims, as our fathers were. Our days on the earth are like a shadow, and none abides.


Man born of woman is of few days, and full of trouble.


I am a stranger in the earth; do not hide Your Commandments from me.


Your Precepts have been my songs in the house of my pilgrimage.


Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear to my cry. Do not be silent at my tears; for I am a stranger with You, a pilgrim, as all my fathers were.


Look away from me, and I will smile before I go away and be no more.


Behold, You have made my days as a handbreadth, and my age is as nothing before You. Surely every man standing is altogether vanity. Selah.


And I also established My covenant with them, to give them the land of Canaan, the land of their travels, in which they traveled.


And Moses was eighty years old, and Aaron was eighty-three years old, when they spoke to Pharaoh.


Then being always confident, knowing that while we are at home in the body, we are away from home from the Lord;


And Moses was a hundred and twenty years old when he died. His eye was not dim, nor had he lost any of his natural strength.


For here we have no continuing city, but we seek one to come.


who do not know of the morrow. For what is your life? For it is a vapor, which appears for a little time, and then disappears.


And it happened after these things, Joshua, the son of Nun, the servant of Jehovah, died, being a hundred and ten years old.


Dearly beloved, I exhort you as temporary residents and pilgrims to abstain from fleshly lusts which war against the soul,


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