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Matthew 27:30 - New International Version (Anglicised)

30 They spat on him, and took the staff and struck him on the head again and again.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

30 And they spit upon him, and took the reed, and smote him on the head.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

30 And they spat on Him, and took the reed (staff) and struck Him on the head.

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American Standard Version (1901)

30 And they spat upon him, and took the reed and smote him on the head.

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Common English Bible

30 After they spit on him, they took the stick and struck his head again and again.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

30 And spitting on him, they took the reed and struck his head.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

30 And spitting upon him, they took the reed, and struck his head.

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Matthew 27:30
12 Tagairtí Cros  

This is what the Lord says – the Redeemer and Holy One of Israel – to him who was despised and abhorred by the nation, to the servant of rulers: ‘Kings will see you and stand up, princes will see and bow down, because of the Lord, who is faithful, the Holy One of Israel, who has chosen you.’


I offered my back to those who beat me, my cheeks to those who pulled out my beard; I did not hide my face from mocking and spitting.


Just as there were many who were appalled at him – his appearance was so disfigured beyond that of any human being and his form marred beyond human likeness –


He was despised and rejected by mankind, a man of suffering, and familiar with pain. Like one from whom people hide their faces he was despised, and we held him in low esteem.


He was oppressed and afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth; he was led like a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers is silent, so he did not open his mouth.


Marshal your troops now, city of troops, for a siege is laid against us. They will strike Israel’s ruler on the cheek with a rod.


Then they spat in his face and struck him with their fists. Others slapped him


who will mock him and spit on him, flog him and kill him. Three days later he will rise.’


Then some began to spit at him; they blindfolded him, struck him with their fists, and said, ‘Prophesy!’ And the guards took him and beat him.


Again and again they struck him on the head with a staff and spat on him. Falling on their knees, they paid homage to him.


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