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Ecclesiastes 2:6 - Revised Standard Version CI

6 I made myself pools from which to water the forest of growing trees.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 I made me pools of water, to water therewith the wood that bringeth forth trees:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 I made for myself pools of water from which to water the forest and make the trees bud.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 I made me pools of water, to water therefrom the forest where trees were reared;

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Common English Bible

6 I made reservoirs for myself to water my lush groves.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 And I dug out fishponds of water, so that I might irrigate the forest of growing trees.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 And I made me ponds of water, to water therewith the wood of the young trees,

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Ecclesiastes 2:6
7 Krydshenvisninger  

Then I went on to the Fountain Gate and to the King's Pool; but there was no place for the beast that was under me to pass.


and a letter to Asaph, the keeper of the king's forest, that he may give me timber to make beams for the gates of the fortress of the temple, and for the wall of the city, and for the house which I shall occupy.” And the king granted me what I asked, for the good hand of my God was upon me.


And Shallum the son of Colhozeh, ruler of the district of Mizpah, repaired the Fountain Gate; he rebuilt it and covered it and set its doors, its bolts, and its bars; and he built the wall of the Pool of Shelah of the king's garden, as far as the stairs that go down from the City of David.


After him Nehemiah the son of Azbuk, ruler of half the district of Beth-zur, repaired to a point opposite the sepulchres of David, to the artificial pool, and to the house of the mighty men.


He is like a tree planted by streams of water, that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers.


Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon, overlooking Damascus.


He is like a tree planted by water, that sends out its roots by the stream, and does not fear when heat comes, for its leaves remain green, and is not anxious in the year of drought, for it does not cease to bear fruit.”


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