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1 Samuel 1:7 - New International Version (Anglicised)

7 This went on year after year. Whenever Hannah went up to the house of the Lord, her rival provoked her till she wept and would not eat.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 And as he did so year by year, when she went up to the house of the LORD, so she provoked her; therefore she wept, and did not eat.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 So it was year after year; whenever Hannah went up to the Lord's house, Peninnah provoked her, so she wept and did not eat.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 And as he did so year by year, when she went up to the house of Jehovah, so she provoked her; therefore she wept, and did not eat.

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Common English Bible

7 So that is what took place year after year. Whenever Hannah went to the Lord’s house, Peninnah would make fun of her. Then she would cry and wouldn’t eat anything.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 And she did so every year, when the time returned for them to ascend to the temple of the Lord. And she provoked her in this way. And so, she wept and did not take food.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

7 And thus she did every year, when the time returned that they went up to the temple of the Lord; and thus she provoked her. But Anna wept, and did not eat.

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1 Samuel 1:7
7 Tagairtí Cros  

My heart is blighted and withered like grass; I forget to eat my food.


In my distress I groan aloud and am reduced to skin and bones.


eighty men who had shaved off their beards, torn their clothes and cut themselves came from Shechem, Shiloh and Samaria, bringing grain offerings and incense with them to the house of the Lord.


Because the Lord had closed Hannah’s womb, her rival kept provoking her in order to irritate her.


Her husband Elkanah would say to her, ‘Hannah, why are you weeping? Why don’t you eat? Why are you downhearted? Don’t I mean more to you than ten sons?’


Then Hannah prayed and said: ‘My heart rejoices in the Lord; in the Lord my horn is lifted high. My mouth boasts over my enemies, for I delight in your deliverance.


Each year his mother made him a little robe and took it to him when she went up with her husband to offer the annual sacrifice.


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