Luke 17:12 Cross References - LEB

¹² And as* he was entering into a certain village, ten men met him**—lepers, who stood at a distance.

⁴⁵ "As for* the person who is afflicted with a skin disease, his garments must be torn and his _⌊hair_⌋* must be allowed to hang loosely, and he must cover his upper lip, and he must call out, 'Unclean! Unclean!' ⁴⁶ For all the days during which the infection is on him, he shall be unclean; he must live alone; his dwelling must be _⌊outside the camp_⌋."*

² "Command the _⌊Israelites_⌋:* they must send everyone from the camp who is afflicted with a rash,* everyone with a fluid discharge, and everyone unclean through contact with a corpse. ³ You will send away _⌊both male and female_⌋;* you will send them _⌊outside the camp_⌋.* They must not make unclean their camps where I am dwelling in their midst."

¹⁴ But Yahweh said to Moses, "If her father had surely spit in her face, would she not bear her shame for seven days? Let her be confined for seven days to an outside place of the camp, and afterward she may be gathered."

²⁷ The skin disease of Naaman shall cling to you and to your offspring forever." Then he went out from before him having a skin disease like the snow.

³ Now four men who had a skin disease were at the entrance of the gate, and they said _⌊to each other_⌋,* "Why are we sitting here until we die?

²⁰ When Azariah the chief priest and all the priests turned to him, behold, he was leprous in the forehead. So they rushed him away from there, and he also hastened to go out, for Yahweh had smitten him. ²¹ So King Uzziah was leprous until the day of his death, and he lived in a separate house as a leper, for he was cut off from the house of Yahweh. And Jotham his son was over the house of the king, judging the people of the land.

¹² And it happened that while he was in one of the towns, _⌊there was_⌋* a man _⌊covered with leprosy_⌋.* And when he* saw Jesus, he fell down on his face and* begged him, saying, "Lord, if you are willing, you are able to make me clean."

¹³ But the tax collector, standing far away, did not want even to raise his eyes to heaven, but was beating his breast, saying, 'God, be merciful to me, a sinner!'