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Proverbs 20:6

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Many men are called merciful: but who shall find a faithful man?

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Unto the end, a psalm for David. How long, O Lord, wilt thou forget me unto the end? How long dost thou turn away thy face from me?

Therefore when thou dost an almsdeed, sound not a trumpet before thee, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may be honoured by men. Amen I say to you, they have received their reward.

I say to you, that he will quickly revenge them. But yet the Son of man, when he cometh, shall he find, think you, faith on earth?

Who said to him: Lord, I am ready to go with thee, both into prison, and to death.

The Pharisee standing, prayed thus with himself: O God, I give thee thanks that I am not as the rest of men, extortioners, unjust, adulterers, as also is this publican.

Let another praise thee, and not thy own mouth: a stranger, and not thy own lips.

As clouds, and wind, when no rain followeth, so is the man that boasteth, and doth not fulfil his promises.

Go about through the streets of Jerusalem, and see and consider, and seek in the broad places thereof, if you can find a man that executeth judgement and seeketh faith: and I will be merciful unto it.

I am become foolish: you have compelled me. For I ought to have been commended by you: for I have no way come short of them that are above measure apostles, although I be nothing.

Jesus saw Nathanael coming to him: and he saith of him: Behold an Israelite indeed, in whom there is no guile.

Then Peter said: Behold, we have left all things, and have followed thee.

The holy man is perished out of the earth, and there is none upright among men: they all lie in wait for blood, every one hunteth his brother to death.

Lo this have I found, said Ecclesiastes, weighing one thing after another, that I might find out the account,

Counsel in the heart of a man is like deep water: but a wise man will draw it out.

How long shall I take counsels in my soul, sorrow in my heart all the day?

Woe is me, for I am become as one that gleaneth in autumn the grapes of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat, my soul desired the firstripe figs.




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