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Esther 8:6 - English Standard Version 2016

6 For how can I bear to see the calamity that is coming to my people? Or how can I bear to see the destruction of my kindred?”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 for how can I endure to see the evil that shall come unto my people? or how can I endure to see the destruction of my kindred?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 For how can I endure to see the evil that shall come upon my people? Or how can I endure to see the destruction of my kindred?

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 for how can I endure to see the evil that shall come unto my people? or how can I endure to see the destruction of my kindred?

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Common English Bible

6 How can I bear to watch the terrible evil about to sweep over my people? And how can I bear to watch others destroy my own family?”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 We have sinned in your sight, and therefore you have delivered us into the hands of our enemies,

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Esther 8:6
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For how can I go back to my father if the boy is not with me? I fear to see the evil that would find my father.”


I said to the king, “Let the king live forever! Why should not my face be sad, when the city, the place of my fathers’ graves, lies in ruins, and its gates have been destroyed by fire?”


For we have been sold, I and my people, to be destroyed, to be killed, and to be annihilated. If we had been sold merely as slaves, men and women, I would have been silent, for our affliction is not to be compared with the loss to the king.”


Now in the twelfth month, which is the month of Adar, on the thirteenth day of the same, when the king’s command and edict were about to be carried out, on the very day when the enemies of the Jews hoped to gain the mastery over them, the reverse occurred: the Jews gained mastery over those who hated them.


My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain! Oh the walls of my heart! My heart is beating wildly; I cannot keep silent, for I hear the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.


Oh that my head were waters, and my eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!


Brothers, my heart’s desire and prayer to God for them is that they may be saved.


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