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John 6:7 - William Tyndale New Testament

7 ¶ Philip answered him, two hundred pennyworth of bread are not sufficient for them, that every man have a little.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 Philip answered him, Two hundred pennyworth of bread is not sufficient for them, that every one of them may take a little.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 Philip answered Him, Two hundred pennies' (forty dollars) worth of bread is not enough that everyone may receive even a little.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 Philip answered him, Two hundred shillings’ worth of bread is not sufficient for them, that every one may take a little.

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Common English Bible

7 Philip replied, “More than a half year’s salary worth of food wouldn’t be enough for each person to have even a little bit.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 Philip answered him, "Two hundred denarii of bread would not be sufficient for each of them to receive even a little."

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John 6:7
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¶ The same servant went out and found one of his fellows, which ought him an hundred pence. And laid hands on him, and took him by the throat, saying: pay that thou owest.


He answered and said unto them: give ye them to eat. And they said unto him: shall we go and buy ij.C. pennyworth of bread, and give them to eat?


¶ The day following Iesus would go into Galile, and found Philip, and said unto him, follow me.


Philip was of Bethsaida the city of Andrew and Peter.


Philip found Nathanael, and said unto him: We have found him of whom Moses wrote in the law, and the prophets: Iesus the son of Ioseph of Nazareth.


And Nathanael said unto him: Can there any good thing come out of Nazareth? Philip said to him: Come and see.


Nathanael said unto him: From whence knewest thou me? Iesus answered and said unto him: Before that Philip called thee, when thou wast under the fig tree, I saw thee.


why was not this ointment sold for three hundred pence, and given to the poor?


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