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Proverbs 19:7 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

7 All the brethren of the poor do hate him: How much more do his friends go far from him! He pursueth them with words, but they are gone.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 All the brethren of the poor do hate him: How much more do his friends go far from him? He pursueth them with words, yet they are wanting to him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 All the brothers of a poor man detest him–how much more do his friends go far from him! He pursues them with words, but they are gone.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 All the brethren of the poor do hate him: How much more do his friends go far from him! He pursueth them with words, but they are gone.

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Common English Bible

7 All the relatives of the poor hate them; even more, their friends stay far from them. When they pursue them with words, they aren’t there.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 The brothers of the poor man hate him. Moreover, even his friends have withdrawn far from him. Whoever pursues only words shall have nothing.

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Proverbs 19:7
15 Cross References  

Wealth addeth many friends: But the poor is separated from his friend.


Whoso stoppeth his ears at the cry of the poor, He also shall cry, but shall not be heard.


The poor useth entreaties: But the rich answereth roughly.


My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague; And my kinsmen stand afar off.


But ye have dishonoured the poor man. Do not the rich oppress you, and themselves drag you before the judgement-seats?


The poor is hated even of his own neighbour: But the rich hath many friends.


Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, And mine acquaintance into darkness.


Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me; Thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.


The rich man's wealth is his strong city: The destruction of the poor is their poverty.


They also that seek after my life lay snares for me; And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, And imagine deceits all the day long.


Thine own friend, and thy father's friend, forsake not; And go not to thy brother's house in the day of thy calamity: Better is a neighbour that is near than a brother far off.


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