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但税吏站在远处，甚至不敢抬头看天，只是捶胸祷告：‘上帝啊，可怜我这个罪人！’

Lucas 18:13 sa lain-laing mga hubad

Insik

当代译本 (简) “但那税吏却远远地站着，连举目望天都不敢，而是捶着胸说，‘上帝啊，求你怜悯我这个罪人！’

當代譯本 (繁) 「但那稅吏卻遠遠地站著，連舉目望天都不敢，而是捶著胸說，『上帝啊，求你憐憫我這個罪人！』

标准译本 (简) “那税吏却远远地站着，甚至不敢举目望天，可是捶着胸说：‘神哪，你宽恕我这个罪人吧！’

標準譯本 (繁) 「那稅吏卻遠遠地站著，甚至不敢舉目望天，可是捶著胸說：『神哪，你寬恕我這個罪人吧！』

现代标点和合本 (简) 那税吏远远地站着，连举目望天也不敢，只捶着胸说：‘神啊，开恩可怜我这个罪人！’

現代標點和合本 (繁) 那稅吏遠遠地站著，連舉目望天也不敢，只捶著胸說：『神啊，開恩可憐我這個罪人！』

普通话本 “那个税吏独自远远地站着，甚至不敢抬眼望天，只捶着胸膛说: ‘哦，上帝啊，怜悯我这个有罪的人吧！’

Cebuano

APD “Ang maniningil ug buhis nagtindog sa layo ug dili gani siya mohangad sa langit, hinuon gipukpok niya ang iyang dughan sa paghinulsol ug miingon, ‘Dios ko, kaloy-i ako nga usa ka makasasala!’

Iningles

KJV (66 books) And the publican, standing afar off, would not lift up so much as his eyes unto heaven, but smote upon his breast, saying, God be merciful to me a sinner.

AFINT (Exp US) But the tax collector stood at a distance, far from the holy place. He would not even lift his eyes toward heaven, but beat his breast in contrition and said, ‘God, be merciful to me, a sinner!’

AFINT (Exp UK) But the tax collector stood at a distance, far from the holy place. He would not even lift his eyes towards heaven, but beat his breast in contrition and said, ‘God, be merciful to me, a sinner!’

AFINT (Lit US) But the tax collector, standing at a distance, would not even raise his eyes to heaven, but kept beating his breast, saying, ‘God, be merciful to me, the sinner!’

ASV But the publican, standing afar off, would not lift up so much as his eyes unto heaven, but smote his breast, saying, God, be thou merciful to me a sinner.

BSB But the tax collector stood at a distance, unwilling even to lift up his eyes to heaven. Instead, he beat his breast and said, ‘God, have mercy on me, a sinner!’

DRA And the publican, standing afar off, would not so much as lift up his eyes towards heaven; but struck his breast, saying: O god, be merciful to me a sinner.

EMTV And the tax collector, standing far away, would not so much as lift his eyes towards heaven, but beat on his chest, saying, ‘God, be merciful to me a sinner!’

FBV But the tax collector stood at a distance. He wouldn't even look up to heaven. Instead he beat his chest and prayed, ‘God, please be merciful to me. I am a sinner.’

GNV But the Publican standing a farre off, woulde not lift vp so much as his eyes to heauen, but smote his brest, saying, O God, be mercifull to me a sinner.

LSV And the tax collector, having stood far off, would not even lift up the eyes to the sky, but was striking on his breast, saying, God be propitious to me—the sinner!

NASB But the tax collector, standing some distance away, was even unwilling to raise his eyes toward heaven, but was beating his chest, saying, ‘God, be merciful to me, the sinner!’ NASB 2020

NIV (US) “But the tax collector stood at a distance. He would not even look up to heaven, but beat his breast and said, ‘God, have mercy on me, a sinner.’

NMV And the publican (tax collector), standing afar off, would not lift up so much as [his] eyes unto heaven, but struck upon his breast, saying, God-Theos be merciful to me a sinner.

OJB But the moches (tax collector) stood at a distance and was not willing even to lift up his eynayim to Shomayim but was beating his chest, saying, Adonoi, rachem na al choteh kamoni! (L-rd, have mercy on a sinner like me!)

RV But the publican, standing afar off, would not lift up so much as his eyes unto heaven, but smote his breast, saying, God, be merciful to me a sinner.

TCENT But the tax collector stood at a distance and would not even lift up his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast, saying, ‘God, be merciful to me, a sinner!’

T4T But the tax collector stood far from the other people in the Temple courtyard because he felt very unworthy. He would not even look up toward heaven. Instead, he beat on his chest to show that he was sorry for his sin. He said, ‘God, I am a sinner; be merciful to me and forgive me!’”

WEB (US) But the tax collector, standing far away, wouldn’t even lift up his eyes to heaven, but beat his chest, saying, ‘God, be merciful to me, a sinner!’