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Genesis 20:12 - Tree of Life Version

12 And besides, she really is my sister. She’s my father’s daughter, though not my mother’s daughter. Then she became my wife.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 And yet indeed she is my sister; she is the daughter of my father, but not the daughter of my mother; and she became my wife.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 But truly, she is my sister; she is the daughter of my father but not of my mother; and she became my wife.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 And moreover she is indeed my sister, the daughter of my father, but not the daughter of my mother; and she became my wife:

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Common English Bible

12 She is, truthfully, my sister—my father’s daughter but not my mother’s daughter—and she’s now my wife.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 Yet, in another way, she is also truly my sister, the daughter of my father, and not the daughter of my mother, and I took her as a wife.

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Genesis 20:12
8 Tagairtí Cros  

Abram and Nahor took wives for themselves. The name of Abram’s wife was Sarai, and the name of Nahor’s wife was Milcah—the daughter of Haran, father of Milcah and Iscah.


Please say that you are my sister, so that I’ll be treated well for your sake, and my life will be spared because of you.”


Abraham said, “Because I thought, ‘There is certainly no fear of God in this place, so they’ll kill me, because of my wife.’


So when God made me wander away from my father’s house, I said to her, ‘This is your loyalty that you must show me: in every place we go, say of me, ‘He is my brother.’”


Abraham said of Sarah his wife, “She is my sister.” So King Abimelech of Gerar sent for and took Sarah.


Now the men of the place asked about his wife. So he said, “She is my sister,” because he was afraid to say, “my wife”—“or else the men of the place would kill me on account of Rebekah, because she’s good looking.”


I—where could I go with my shame? You—you will be as one of the disgraceful fools in Israel. Now, please speak to the king, for he will not withhold me from you.”


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