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Genesis 39:12 - New International Version (Anglicised)

12 She caught him by his cloak and said, ‘Come to bed with me!’ But he left his cloak in her hand and ran out of the house.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 And she caught him by his garment, saying, Lie with me: and he left his garment in her hand, and fled, and got him out.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 And she caught him by his garment, saying, Lie with me! But he left his garment in her hand and fled and got out [of the house].

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 And she caught him by his garment, saying, Lie with me: and he left his garment in her hand, and fled, and got him out.

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Common English Bible

12 She grabbed his garment, saying, “Lie down with me.” But he left his garment in her hands and ran outside.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 And she, grasping the hem of his garment, said, "Sleep with me." But he, leaving behind the cloak in her hand, fled and went outside.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 And she catching the skirt of his garment, said: Lie with me. But he leaving the garment in her hand fled, and went out.

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Genesis 39:12
16 Tagairtí Cros  

And though she spoke to Joseph day after day, he refused to go to bed with her or even to be with her.


One day he went into the house to attend to his duties, and none of the household servants was inside.


When she saw that he had left his cloak in her hand and had run out of the house,


But he refused. ‘With me in charge,’ he told her, ‘my master does not concern himself with anything in the house; everything he owns he has entrusted to my care.


But when she took it to him to eat, he grabbed her and said, ‘Come to bed with me, my sister.’


my son, do not go along with them, do not set foot on their paths;


Keep to a path far from her, do not go near the door of her house,


Free yourself, like a gazelle from the hand of the hunter, like a bird from the snare of the fowler.


I find more bitter than death the woman who is a snare, whose heart is a trap and whose hands are chains. The man who pleases God will escape her, but the sinner she will ensnare.


Do not be misled: ‘Bad company corrupts good character.’


Flee the evil desires of youth and pursue righteousness, faith, love and peace, along with those who call on the Lord out of a pure heart.


Dear friends, I urge you, as foreigners and exiles, to abstain from sinful desires, which wage war against your soul.


As Samuel turned to leave, Saul caught hold of the hem of his robe, and it tore.


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