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Proverbs 20:6

A Conservative Version

Most men will proclaim every one his own goodness, but a faithful man who can find?

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Help, LORD, for the holy man ceases, for the faithful fail from among the sons of men.

When therefore thou do charity, do not sound a trumpet before thee, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, so that they may have glory by men. Truly I say to you, they have their reward.

I say to you, that he will do their vengeance speedily. Nevertheless, when the Son of man comes, will he then find faith on the earth?

And he said to him, Lord, I am ready to go with thee both to prison and to death.

Having stood by himself, the Pharisee prayed these things: God, I thank thee that I am not as the rest of men, predatory, unjust, adulterers, or even as this tax collector.

Let another man praise thee, and not thine own mouth, a stranger, and not thine own lips.

Clouds and wind without rain, [is] he who boasts himself of his gifts falsely.

Run ye to and fro through the streets of Jerusalem, and see now, and know, and seek in the broad places if it, if ye can find a man, if there is any who does justly, who seeks truth, and I will pardon her.

I have become foolish, boasting. Ye compelled me, for I ought to have been commended by you. For I came short in nothing of those, superlative apostles, even though I am nothing.

Jesus saw Nathanael coming to him, and says about him, Behold, an Israelite indeed, in whom is no deceit.

And Peter said, Lo, we have left all and followed thee.

The devout man has perished out of the earth, and there is none upright among men. They all lay in wait for blood. They hunt every man his brother with a net.

which my soul still seeks, but I have not found: among a thousand I have found one man, but among all those I have not found a woman.

Purpose in the heart of man is deep water, but a man of understanding will draw it out.

They speak falsehood everyone with his neighbor. With flattering lip, and with a double heart, they speak.

Woe is me! For I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage. There is no cluster to eat. My soul desires the first ripe fig.




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