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Luke 18:3 - Tree of Life Version

3 And there was a widow in that city who kept coming to him, saying, ‘Give me justice against my opponent.’

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 and there was a widow in that city; and she came unto him, saying, Avenge me of mine adversary.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 And there was a widow in that city who kept coming to him and saying, Protect and defend and give me justice against my adversary.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 and there was a widow in that city; and she came oft unto him, saying, Avenge me of mine adversary.

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Common English Bible

3 In that city there was a widow who kept coming to him, asking, ‘Give me justice in this case against my adversary.’

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 But there was a certain widow in that city, and she went to him, saying, 'Vindicate me from my adversary.'

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Luke 18:3
13 Tagairtí Cros  

You sent widows away empty-handed and crushed the arms of orphans.


the blessing of the dying man came on me, and I made the widow’s heart sing for joy.


Learn to do good, seek justice, relieve the oppressed, defend the orphan, plead for the widow.”


They grew fat and sleek. They also overlooked evil deeds. They do not uphold a cause— the cause of an orphan to prosper— nor do they defend the right of the poor.


“Make friends quickly with your opponent while you are with him on the way. Otherwise, your opponent may hand you over to the judge, and the judge to the assistant, and you will be thrown into prison.


He said, “There was a judge in a certain city who neither feared God nor respected people.


“He was unwilling at the time. But afterward he said to himself, ‘Although I don’t fear God or respect people,


yet because this widow keeps bothering me, I will give her justice so she won’t wear me out by her incessant coming.’”


‘Cursed is the one who twists justice for the outsider, orphan and widow.’ Then all the people are to say, ‘Amen.’


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