What is Gabriel?

  • (noun): (Bible) the archangel who was the messenger of God.

Gabriel

In Abrahamic religions, Gabriel (Hebrew: גַּבְרִיאֵל, Gavri'el Gaḇrîʼēl, God is my strength; Arabic: جبريل, Jibrīl or جبرائيل Jibrāʾīl) is an archangel who typically serves as a messenger to humans from God.

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