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Psalm 49:16 - English Standard Version 2016

16 Be not afraid when a man becomes rich, when the glory of his house increases.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

16 Be not thou afraid when one is made rich, When the glory of his house is increased;

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

16 Be not afraid when [an ungodly] one is made rich, when the wealth and glory of his house are increased;

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American Standard Version (1901)

16 Be not thou afraid when one is made rich, When the glory of his house is increased:

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Common English Bible

16 Don’t be overly impressed when someone becomes rich, their house swelling to fantastic proportions,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

16 But to the sinner, God has said: Why do you discourse on my justices, and take up my covenant through your mouth?

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Psalm 49:16
10 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him; fret not yourself over the one who prospers in his way, over the man who carries out evil devices!


They will bring into it the glory and the honor of the nations.


By its light will the nations walk, and the kings of the earth will bring their glory into it,


Fret not yourself because of evildoers; be not envious of wrongdoers!


Why should I fear in times of trouble, when the iniquity of those who cheat me surrounds me,


And Haman recounted to them the splendor of his riches, the number of his sons, all the promotions with which the king had honored him, and how he had advanced him above the officials and the servants of the king.


Now Jacob heard that the sons of Laban were saying, “Jacob has taken all that was our father’s, and from what was our father’s he has gained all this wealth.”


When the righteous triumph, there is great glory, but when the wicked rise, people hide themselves.


I shall ransom them from the power of Sheol; I shall redeem them from Death. O Death, where are your plagues? O Sheol, where is your sting? Compassion is hidden from my eyes.


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