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2 Samuel 18:8 - New International Version (Anglicised)

8 The battle spread out over the whole countryside, and the forest swallowed up more men that day than the sword.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 For the battle was there scattered over the face of all the country: and the wood devoured more people that day than the sword devoured.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 For the battle spread over the face of all the country, and the forest devoured more men that day than did the sword.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 For the battle was there spread over the face of all the country; and the forest devoured more people that day than the sword devoured.

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Common English Bible

8 The battle spread out over the entire countryside, and the forest devoured more soldiers than the sword that day.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 Now the battle in that place was dispersed over the face of all the land. And there were many more of the people whom the forest had consumed, than the sword had devoured, on that day.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 And the battle there was scattered over the face of all the country: and there were many more of the people whom the forest consumed, than whom the sword devoured that day.

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2 Samuel 18:8
10 Tagairtí Cros  

There Israel’s troops were routed by David’s men, and the casualties that day were great – twenty thousand men.


Now Absalom happened to meet David’s men. He was riding his mule, and as the mule went under the thick branches of a large oak, Absalom’s hair got caught in the tree. He was left hanging in mid-air, while the mule he was riding kept on going.


The rest of them escaped to the city of Aphek, where the wall collapsed on twenty-seven thousand of them. And Ben-Hadad fled to the city and hid in an inner room.


Arise, Lord! Deliver me, my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.


Vindicate me, my God, and plead my cause against an unfaithful nation. Rescue me from those who are deceitful and wicked.


But you blew with your breath, and the sea covered them. They sank like lead in the mighty waters.


Fear the Lord and the king, my son, and do not join with rebellious officials,


for those two will send sudden destruction on them, and who knows what calamities they can bring?


As they fled before Israel on the road down from Beth Horon to Azekah, the Lord hurled large hailstones down on them, and more of them died from the hail than were killed by the swords of the Israelites.


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