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Matthew 23:37 - William Tyndale New Testament

37 Hierusalem, Hierusalem which killest prophets, and stonest them which are sent to thee: how often would I have gathered thy children together, as the hen gathereth her chickens under her wings? but ye would not?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

37 O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

37 O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, murdering the prophets and stoning those who are sent to you! How often would I have gathered your children together as a mother fowl gathers her brood under her wings, and you refused!

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American Standard Version (1901)

37 O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, that killeth the prophets, and stoneth them that are sent unto her! how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!

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Common English Bible

37 “Jerusalem, Jerusalem! You who kill the prophets and stone those who were sent to you. How often I wanted to gather your people together, just as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings. But you didn’t want that.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

37 Jerusalem, Jerusalem! You kill the prophets and stone those who have been sent to you. How often I have wanted to gather your children together, in the way that a hen gathers her young under her wings. But you were not willing!

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Matthew 23:37
46 Tagairtí Cros  

and sent forth his servants, to call them that were bid to the wedding, and they would not come.


the remnant took his servants, and intreated them ungodly, and slew them.


and say: If we had been in our fathers' time, we would not have been partners with them in the blood of the prophets.


So are ye be witnesses unto yourselves, that ye are the children of them, which killed the prophets.


Rejoice, and be glad, for great is your reward in heaven. For so persecuted they the prophets which were before your days.


And he was angry, and would not go in. Then came his father out, and entreated him,


which as they killed the Lord Iesus and their own prophets, even so have they persecuted us, and God they please not, and are contrary to all men:


And I saw the wife drunken with the blood of saints, and with the blood of the witnesses of Iesu. And when I saw her: I wondered with great marvel.


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