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Genesis 15:2 - Y'all Version Bible

2 Abram said, “Lord YHWH, what will you give me, since I go childless, and he who will inherit my estate is Eliezer of Damascus?”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 And Abram said, Lord GOD, what wilt thou give me, seeing I go childless, and the steward of my house is this Eliezer of Damascus?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 And Abram said, Lord God, what can You give me, since I am going on [from this world] childless and he who shall be the owner and heir of my house is this [steward] Eliezer of Damascus?

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 And Abram said, O Lord Jehovah, what wilt thou give me, seeing I go childless, and he that shall be possessor of my house is Eliezer of Damascus?

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Common English Bible

2 But Abram said, “LORD God, what can you possibly give me, since I still have no children? The head of my household is Eliezer, a man from Damascus.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 And Abram said: "Lord God, what will you give to me? I may go without children. And the son of the steward of my house is this Eliezer of Damascus."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 And Abram said: Lord God, what wilt thou give me? I shall go without children: and the son of the steward of my house is this Damascus Eliezer.

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Genesis 15:2
21 Tagairtí Cros  

He divided himself against them by night, he and his servants, and struck them, and pursued them to Hobah, which is on the left hand of Damascus.


After these things the word of YHWH came to Abram in a vision, saying, “Don’t be afraid, Abram. I am your shield, your exceedingly great reward.”


Abram said, “You have not given children to me, so look, one born in my house will my heir.”


The servant took ten of his master’s camels, and departed, having a variety of good things of his master’s with him. He arose, and went to Mesopotamia, to the city of Nahor.


Abraham said to his servant, the elder of his house, who ruled over all that he had, “Please put your hand under my thigh.


Isaac pleaded with YHWH for his wife, because she was barren. YHWH heard his plea, and Rebekah his wife conceived.


No one is greater in this house than I am, and he has not kept back anything from me but you, because you are his wife. How then can I do this great wickedness, and sin against God?”


They came near to the steward of Joseph’s house, and they spoke to him at the door of the house,


He commanded the steward of his house, saying, “Fill the men’s sacks with food, as much as they can carry, and put each man’s money in his sack’s mouth.


Look, children are a heritage of YHWH. The fruit of the womb is a reward.


Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.


A servant who deals wisely will rule over a son who behaves shamefully, and will have a share in the inheritance among the brothers.


The burden of Damascus. “Look, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it will be a ruinous heap.


I will give them in my house and within my walls a memorial and a name better than of sons and of daughters. I will give them an everlasting name that will not be cut off.


Concerning Damascus: “Hamath and Arpad are confounded, for they have heard evil news. They have melted away. There is sorrow on the sea. It can’t be quiet.


Hᴇ didn’t gave him an inheritance in it, not even ground for his foot. But ʜᴇ promised to give it to him as a possession, and to his descendants after him, though his child did not yet exist.


The servant who oversaw the harvesters answered, “It is the young Moabite woman who came back with Naomi from the land of Moab.


She vowed a vow, and said, “YHWH Almighty, if you will indeed look at the affliction of your servant and remember me, and not forget your servant, but will give to your servant a boy, then I will give him to YHWH all the days of his life, and no razor will ever come on his head.”


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