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2 Chronicles 10:13 - Revised Version 1885

13 And the king answered them roughly; and king Rehoboam forsook the counsel of the old men,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 And the king answered them roughly; and king Rehoboam forsook the counsel of the old men,

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 And the king answered them harshly, forsaking the counsel of the old men,

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 And the king answered them roughly; and king Rehoboam forsook the counsel of the old men,

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Common English Bible

13 The king then answered the people harshly. He ignored the elders’ advice,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 And the king responded harshly, abandoning the counsel of the elders.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

13 And the king answered roughly, leaving the counsel of the ancients.

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2 Chronicles 10:13
11 Tagairtí Cros  

The man, the lord of the land, spake roughly with us, and took us for spies of the country.


And Joseph saw his brethren, and he knew them, but made himself strange unto them, and spake roughly with them; and he said unto them, Whence come ye? And they said, From the land of Canaan to buy food.


So Jeroboam and all the people came to Rehoboam the third day, as the king bade, saying, Come to me again the third day.


and spake to them after the counsel of the young men, saying, My father made your yoke heavy, but I will add thereto: my father chastised you with whips, but I will chastise you with scorpions.


But he forsook the counsel of the old men which they had given him, and took counsel with the young men that were grown up with him, that stood before him.


And Pharaoh said unto him, Get thee from me, take heed to thyself, see my face no more; for in the day thou seest my face thou shalt die.


A soft answer turneth away wrath: But a grievous word stirreth up anger.


The poor useth entreaties: But the rich answereth roughly.


Cease, my son, to hear instruction Only to err from the words of knowledge.


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