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Genesis 47:9 - Revised Standard Version

9 And Jacob said to Pharaoh, “The days of the years of my sojourning are a hundred and thirty years; few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained to the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their sojourning.”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years: few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 Jacob said to Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are 130 years; few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and they have not attained to those of the life of my fathers in their pilgrimage.

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are a hundred and thirty years: few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.

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Common English Bible

9 Jacob said to Pharaoh, “I’ve been a traveler for 130 years. My years have been few and difficult. They don’t come close to the years my ancestors lived during their travels.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 He responded, "The days of my sojourn are one hundred and thirty years, few and unworthy, and they do not reach even to the days of the sojourning of my fathers."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 He answered: The days of my pilgrimage are a hundred and thirty years, few, and evil. And they are not come up to the days of the pilgrimage of my fathers.

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Genesis 47:9
29 Tagairtí Cros  

and Shem lived after the birth of Arpachshad five hundred years, and had other sons and daughters.


Now the days of Isaac were a hundred and eighty years.


And Jacob lived in the land of Egypt seventeen years; so the days of Jacob, the years of his life, were a hundred and forty-seven years.


And Pharaoh said to Jacob, “How many are the days of the years of your life?”


Thus all the days of Methuselah were nine hundred and sixty-nine years; and he died.


So Joseph died, being a hundred and ten years old; and they embalmed him, and he was put in a coffin in Egypt.


For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as all our fathers were; our days on the earth are like a shadow, and there is no abiding.


“Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.


I am a sojourner on earth; hide not thy commandments from me!


Thy statutes have been my songs in the house of my pilgrimage.


“Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears! For I am thy passing guest, a sojourner, like all my fathers.


Look away from me, that I may know gladness, before I depart and be no more!”


Behold, thou hast made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in thy sight. Surely every man stands as a mere breath! Selah


I also established my covenant with them, to give them the land of Canaan, the land in which they dwelt as sojourners.


Now Moses was eighty years old, and Aaron eighty-three years old, when they spoke to Pharaoh.


So we are always of good courage; we know that while we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord,


Moses was a hundred and twenty years old when he died; his eye was not dim, nor his natural force abated.


For here we have no lasting city, but we seek the city which is to come.


whereas you do not know about tomorrow. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.


After these things Joshua the son of Nun, the servant of the Lord, died, being a hundred and ten years old.


Beloved, I beseech you as aliens and exiles to abstain from the passions of the flesh that wage war against your soul.


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