以色列人见亚比米勒死了，便各回自己的地方去了。

以色列人见亚比米勒死了，就各回自己的地方去了。

以色列人见亚比米勒死了，就各回自己的地方去了。

以色列人见亚比米勒已死，便各自回家了。

以色列人看见亚比米勒死了，就各回自己的地方去了。

以色列人見亞比米勒死了，便各回自己的地方去了。

以色列人見亞比米勒死了，就各回自己的地方去了。

以色列人見亞比米勒死了，就各回自己的地方去了。

以色列人見亞比米勒已死，便各自回家了。

以色列人看見亞比米勒死了，就各回自己的地方去了。

以色列人見亞比米勒死了，便各往自己的地方去了。

以色列人見亞比米勒已死、各歸其所、

以色列族見亞庇米力已死、各歸其所。

以色列人見亞比米勒死、遂各歸其處、

When the Israelites saw that Abimelek was dead, they went home.

When the Israelites saw he was dead, they went home.

And when the men of Israel saw that Abimelech was dead, everyone departed to his home.

When Abimelech’s men saw that he was dead, they disbanded and returned to their homes.

When the Israelites saw that Abimelech was dead, they all went home.

Now when the men of Israel saw that Abimelech was dead, each left for his home.

And when the men of Israel saw that Abimelech was dead, they departed, every man to his place.

And when the men of Israel saw that Abimelech was dead, they departed every man unto his place.

When the Israelites saw that Abimelech was dead, they all went home.

And when the men of Israel saw that Abimelech was dead, they departed every man unto his place.

When the Israelites saw that Abimelech was dead, they went home.

When the men of Israel saw that Abimelech was dead, they each departed to his place.

Then Joab sounded the trumpet, and the troops stopped pursuing Israel, for Joab halted them. (niv)

That is not the case. A man named Sheba son of Bikri, from the hill country of Ephraim, has lifted up his hand against the king, against David. Hand over this one man, and I’ll withdraw from the city.” The woman said to Joab,“ His head will be thrown to you from the wall.”Then the woman went to all the people with her wise advice, and they cut off the head of Sheba son of Bikri and threw it to Joab. So he sounded the trumpet, and his men dispersed from the city, each returning to his home. And Joab went back to the king in Jerusalem. (niv)

Drive out the mocker, and out goes strife; quarrels and insults are ended. (niv)

All day long the battle raged, and the king was propped up in his chariot facing the Arameans. The blood from his wound ran onto the floor of the chariot, and that evening he died.As the sun was setting, a cry spread through the army:“ Every man to his town. Every man to his land!” (niv)