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Luke 13:8 - New Revised Standard Version

8 He replied, ‘Sir, let it alone for one more year, until I dig around it and put manure on it.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 And he answering said unto him, Lord, let it alone this year also, till I shall dig about it, and dung it:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 But he replied to him, Leave it alone, sir, [just] this one more year, till I dig around it and put manure [on the soil].

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 And he answering saith unto him, Lord, let it alone this year also, till I shall dig about it, and dung it:

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Common English Bible

8 The gardener responded, ‘Lord, give it one more year, and I will dig around it and give it fertilizer.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 But in response, he said to him: 'Lord, let it be for this year also, during which time I will dig around it and add fertilizer.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 But he answering, said to him: Lord, let it alone this year also, until I dig about it, and dung it.

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Luke 13:8
17 Tagairtí Cros  

Therefore he said he would destroy them— had not Moses, his chosen one, stood in the breach before him, to turn away his wrath from destroying them.


He said, “If now I have found favor in your sight, O Lord, I pray, let the Lord go with us. Although this is a stiff-necked people, pardon our iniquity and our sin, and take us for your inheritance.”


Then the Lord said to me: Though Moses and Samuel stood before me, yet my heart would not turn toward this people. Send them out of my sight, and let them go!


Is evil a recompense for good? Yet they have dug a pit for my life. Remember how I stood before you to speak good for them, to turn away your wrath from them.


Between the vestibule and the altar let the priests, the ministers of the Lord, weep. Let them say, “Spare your people, O Lord, and do not make your heritage a mockery, a byword among the nations. Why should it be said among the peoples, ‘Where is their God?’ ”


So he said to the gardener, ‘See here! For three years I have come looking for fruit on this fig tree, and still I find none. Cut it down! Why should it be wasting the soil?’


If it bears fruit next year, well and good; but if not, you can cut it down.’ ”


It is fit neither for the soil nor for the manure pile; they throw it away. Let anyone with ears to hear listen!”


Brothers and sisters, my heart's desire and prayer to God for them is that they may be saved.


in order to make my own people jealous, and thus save some of them.


The Lord is not slow about his promise, as some think of slowness, but is patient with you, not wanting any to perish, but all to come to repentance.


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